Hearing Zhou Heng's words, everyone felt as though smoke was rising from their heads.
This brat was getting addicted to impersonating an elder!
Tan Xu and the others were merely young members of Great Void Sect's current generation, so pretending to be their elder had at least the tiniest shred of plausibility. But Wang Min was different! Though he was only a little over seventy thousand years old, this was already his fourth reincarnation!
At the very beginning, Wang Min had been a Seven-Hole True Lord. Yet each life had been worse than the last; in this life, Five Holes would likely be his limit!
This was the lot of most martial artists. Very few could improve with each successive life. In the end, they could not escape the fate of dust returning to dust and earth to earth.
His strength was one matter, but the man had lived through four lives already. His seniority was extraordinarily high!
Of all people, why did he have to impersonate Wang Min's elder? Wasn't he just asking to be cursed at?
"Why haven't you seized him yet?" Wang Min roared. He valued his status; with capable people still at his side, how could he personally make a move? Would that not be beneath him?
Though the old fellow cultivated worse with every life, his airs grew greater with every life too. It was the only thing he still had to flaunt.
Tan Xu and the other six held Wang Min in considerable awe. After all, their own future limit might also be Five Holes. Though their strength might then be equal, the gap in seniority would be far too vast, so they had no choice but to treat him with utmost respect now.
Yuan Xin and the other two, however, appeared utterly unconcerned.