Upon hearing about the Ling Nü Sect, Yang Chen instinctively pricked up his ears. Whenever it concerned the Ling Nü Sect, he paid special attention—because of that woman who had nearly caused his soul to scatter and perish.
Hearing this, Yang Chen instinctively grew serious.
He Feng was already considered an extremely formidable figure among the younger generation. Yang Chen had never encountered such a troublesome opponent before. Yet there was someone even stronger than He Feng, and that person had come from the Ling Nü Sect.
It seemed the Central Capital region truly hid crouching tigers and coiled dragons.
But since this madman came from the Ling Nü Sect, Yang Chen really ought to take a look if he got the chance!
When the Great Emperors heard mention of that madman, their expressions shifted slightly as well. Clearly, this madman was exceedingly difficult to handle. But now that they had won, how could they allow Wu Changkong to mock them?
He Tan said expressionlessly, "There is no need for Brother Wu to concern himself with that. Come to think of it, Brother Wu did not come today simply to let his disciple seek some experience from our outstanding disciple Yang Chen, did he? If that was truly the case, why did Brother Wu interfere just now? I believe our Yang Chen would have properly instructed that boy He Feng."
At He Tan's words, Wu Changkong's face immediately flushed with rage.
He ground his teeth for quite some time before finally saying coldly, "Hmph, He Tan, you guessed correctly. I came to find you today for another matter!"
"Speak." He Tan remained utterly composed.
"In one month, our imperial family will hold a Trial Convention. At that time, we will invite geniuses from every faction to participate in our imperial