"Holy shit, what a short fuse!"
Qin Feng couldn't help swearing. Clearly, the other party had targeted him too.
But his back remained ramrod straight, like a proud spear standing tall. His gaze was firm and fearless. Even though every inch of his body was under immense pressure, he still refused to kneel down and make money.
"What level is this expert!?"
Qin Hao was also struggling to hold on, his heart churning with shock.
His brother had snatched treasures so easily earlier that he'd briefly assumed the Hidden Sect was just a minor sect, and that coming here would be like walking into an all-you-can-eat buffet. Only after arriving did he realize that the sect's survival from ancient times to the present was certainly no matter of luck.
"So this is the Hidden Sect Master!?"
Yu Lan's beautiful eyes were filled with shock. She had never seen such a powerful expert before.
Although she had been lucky enough to break through to Immortal Emperor in her previous life, she had never encountered anyone this terrifying. Forget her current self, who had only reached the level of an Immortal King Giant—even at the peak of her previous life, she wouldn't have been his match.
"Th-that's strong!!"
Zhao Changsheng's expression abruptly changed, and he hurriedly retreated behind Lin San.
"No matter how strong he is, he has to die!!"
There wasn't a trace of fear in Lin San's eyes, only the sharpness and resolve of a sword.
The Wuchen Sword in his hand trembled faintly, as if answering its master's Indomitable Will. Fine beads of sweat had already formed on his forehead, yet his feet remained planted firmly on the ground.
"So cool!!"
Little hearts popped up in Qingqing's eyes. She was completely smitten.
"What the hell is the point of