"Why don't you give it a try?"
A dozen or so people slowly turned back, disbelief filling their eyes.
Elder Xiong Fen, whom no one had ever taken seriously, was now volunteering himself, his face brimming with confidence. Yet in their eyes, he could not stir even the slightest ripple.
At such a critical moment, everyone was helpless. What could Elder Xiong, the weakest among them, possibly do?
They all knew it in their hearts, but it was not appropriate to say it aloud.
After all, they were family. It would not do to say anything.
Would that not wound Elder Xiong's pride?
The group stared at one another, and the scene grew somewhat awkward.
Xiong Fen, however, looked entirely composed. Feeling the faintly cool breeze, he carried little pressure in either body or mind, and a confident smile curved his lips.
"Please step back, everyone. Why not let this old man give it a try?"
Seeing his manner, the dozen or so people could only retreat helplessly. They might as well treat a dead horse as though it were alive.
Xiong Zhong also stepped back cautiously, a trace of confidence appearing in his eyes.
Father and son had trained on Shadow Island for a long time. Their cultivation had advanced greatly, and they possessed precious treasures. They were no longer the sect's former bottom-rankers. This time, they would surely redeem themselves.
Amid the helpless silence of the crowd,
Xiong Fen stepped forward, his expression unchanged against the wind and frost!
The Power of the Great Dao surged through him in full force, suddenly erupting with an extraordinarily terrifying aura. Before he even struck, the surrounding frost had already been forced entirely back!
At once, everyone in the Moon God Pavilion widened their eyes!
"This cultivation...?"
"Heavenly Tier?!"
"Elder Xiong's