Nine people with the talent to shape heaven and earth.
Now they were all gathered in Chuan Ling. How could anyone not envy them?
Spirit Hall had quite a few such people too, but unfortunately, its strongest was only Qian Daoliu.
The others were still far behind.
By contrast, although some people in Chuan Ling had lacked talent before, their talent had improved tremendously after joining.
Gu Rong had belonged to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect before he later joined Chuan Ling.
Naturally, the people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect knew how talented he had been.
But now, Gu Rong had grown to a level that made them shrink back in awe.
They could gaze up at him, but never reach him.
"Second Grandpa, I've heard of Chuan Ling's Nine Spirit Masters."
"But I've only met two so far."
"Just how strong are they?"
Qian Renxue desperately wanted to know how strong her enemies were.
"Xue'er, they're strong. Truly strong."
"In that battle back then, I suspect the Grand Spirit Lord didn't use his full strength."
"As for the other Spirit Masters, no one has ever seen them fight."
"At least, none of our factions have."
Qian Daoliu thought back. Xu Xiao had indeed been terrifying beyond measure back then.
And now, even their disciples had grown this powerful. He dared not imagine how strong Xu Xiao was.
"Xue'er, the pressure is considerable."
"Only by becoming a god will you have a chance."
"From now on, focus on your Divine Trial."
"We'll handle things with Tang San."
Golden Crocodile Douluo thought it over. It seemed all the pressure had fallen on Qian Renxue's shoulders.
Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue. *Forget it, forget it. If my granddaughter can become a god, then so be it if I