Hu Dali agreed to Zhang Yang. After returning to the Ten Thousand Mountains, he planned to make inquiries before sending the Demon Race over.
"Big Brother, when I entered the city, I saw the Sage Master and the Temple Master." Remembering the two old men he had seen, Hu Dali reported the situation to Zhang Yang.
"Oh?" Zhang Yang was somewhat surprised.
He had not expected the Temple Master to have gotten mixed up with the Sage Master.
"They probably came to watch the Martial Dao Tournament for the excitement!" Zhang Yang did not pay it much mind.
The Temple Master had been clamoring about cultivating the Sword Dao. It was not strange for him to come watch the Martial Dao Tournament.
As for the Sage Master, perhaps he was revisiting old haunts as well.
"When I greeted the Temple Master, that old man said he wasn't any Temple Master, but some kind of swordsman?" Hu Dali asked doubtfully. "The two of them feel rather strange."
Zhang Yang smiled and said nothing more.
Nor did he go looking for the two of them.
Since they had arrived in Azure Cloud City but had not come to the Azure Cloud Sect, they were probably just here to watch the spectacle.
If they had important matters, they would show themselves.
Two days later, Black Dragon recovered from his injuries.
Sure enough, after taking Situ Mingyue's punch, his Monster Physique had truly grown several degrees stronger.
Thinking of that terrifyingly beautiful woman, he did not dare provoke her. Instead, he selected others and wanted to fight them.
In his view, losing to one person was nothing at all.
Had he not likewise lost to Hu Dali in the Ten Thousand Mountains?
Surely not everyone in the Azure Cloud Sect could be a freakish