"What, you really want to force me to make a move?"
Yang Chen stepped out of the ashes, his hands clasped behind his back as he gazed indifferently at the plaza below, his eyes cold.
Qiao Jingyun's expression darkened even further as he stared at Yang Chen, already beginning to calculate in his heart.
Even one of their own elders was no match for this young man. It seemed this brat had been hiding his true strength!
"Junior, don't think that having a little strength gives you the right to run wild on Mount Putuo!"
A furious, icy voice rang out.
An old man descended from the heavens once more, his face covered in wrinkles and his hair sparse.
With a single step, the power of Dharma manifestations throughout heaven and earth instantly erupted, as though roaring in fury.
Boom!
A fierce tiger Dharma manifestation appeared behind the old man. His cultivation was actually several notches stronger than that of the Mount Putuo elder from before.
Peak Seventh Revolution!
"Hiss, it's Protector Li!"
"I heard Protector Li is Mount Putuo's strongest expert aside from Sect Master Qiao. His cultivation is at the peak of the Seventh Revolution, and legend has it that Protector Li once took an attack from the Northern Suppressing King head-on without suffering severe injuries. He has vaguely already stepped into the Eighth Revolution!"
"Hiss, doesn't that mean Mount Putuo is about to have two Eighth Revolution Gods and Devils?"
"Mm, I think there's a chance. Looks like this kid won't be leaving today!"
Discussions rose and fell across the plaza.
Although Yang Chen's arrogance and dominance had made many people curious about this unfamiliar young man, most of the experts who had come to attend Qiao Jingyun's wedding today belonged to sects affiliated with Mount Putuo.