"Good, good, good!"
The Fourth Elder beamed. "As expected of my disciple. Now that's a bold thing to say. We're giants ourselves—we don't need to stand on the shoulders of giants to see the world."
"Is this what a monster looks like?!"
The disciples all turned to look at the mention of a monster, admitting that they couldn't understand the world of monsters.
They had suffered untold hardships just to make it here, but Qin Feng didn't even take the Five Sacred Mountains True Form Diagram seriously. The gap between people was simply too vast.
"Not bad..." ??
Qin Feng puffed out his chest and raised his chin proudly, looking at the Stone Tablet with disdain.
But that one glance made his body shudder.
He felt a ray of light rise within his heart, like a lamp illuminating the path ahead.
Though he thought his martial cultivation talent was very average, he had always been comparing himself to chosen ones like Long Aotian. In truth, his talent, ranked thirty-eighth on the Martial Cultivation Talent Ranking, was not bad at all.
Hum! Hum!
A ringing, powerful sword chant resounded across heaven and earth, and sharp Sword Qi shot skyward.
"Uh..."
The smile on the Fourth Elder's face instantly froze. She realized that this little disciple of hers really couldn't be relied on.
She had just finished showing off in front of the other disciples, and the very next moment, he had slapped her hard in the face. She was so mortified she could have dug out three bedrooms and a living room with her toes.
Hum! Hum!
The Immortal Swords throughout the world seemed to be tugged by an invisible force. One after another, they flew from their scabbards, cleaved through the sky, and converged on Qin Feng.
"This is Myriad