What in the dog's mother is going on here?
Behind the ridge, Lake and Sea Wanderer roared in a low voice. There were two or three other people around him, but no one answered. This was because these people had also been bewildered by the sudden change beneath the ridge.
Yu Ci's shout passed through the mist, echoing several times until truly the entire mountain heard it. The rest aside, that heading name Li Chen Sect struck like three rolling thunderclaps, exploding in the hearts of several dozen cultivators. People had just been talking about Fu Long's reputation, but when compared against the Li Chen Sect, what did Fu Long even count as?
The Li Chen Sect ranked among the top sects of the cultivation world. It was the undisputed overlord of the mid-western region of this realm, especially the Duanjie Mountain Range area. Right here, the Li Chen Sect was the heavens, the master of almost all cultivators in this place. No matter who they were, whether their strength was transcendent or their audacity knew no bounds, before this name they had to tremble with dread.
In fact, the moment Yu Ci shouted, the chaos beneath the ridge abruptly paused. The vast majority of people cast their gazes over, only through the mist seven or eight out of ten could not clearly see Yu Ci's appearance.
Yu Ci was well aware of the changes on the field, yet the focus of his attention had already shifted in another direction. Behind the ridge, after a few angry curses, Lake and Sea Wanderer's attitude suddenly took a 180-degree turn as he cackled weirdly:
The Li Chen Sect is fine, the Li Chen Sect is wonderful! I haven't tasted the flavors of those beauties in the major sects in all my life,