Under the gaze of countless onlookers, the prodigies looked on in reverence.
These young people from the various dynasties did not understand much about the higher echelons. In their view, shouldn't the leaders of the eight super sects all have roughly similar strength?
Why did the leader of the Misty Cloud Sect hold such status? Could he be far stronger than Ying Xuanzi and the others?
Lin Dong stared at Qin Sheng's face, his heart churning wildly, unable to control his expression.
It was him!
That mysterious big brother who had appeared behind the Lin Family mountain ten years ago, given him pills, healed his father's injuries, and resolved Qingtan's constitution problem!
Lin Dong had only been around eight years old then. Before Qin Sheng, he had truly been just a child.
"That senior? He's actually the leader of the Misty Cloud Sect?" Little Marten cried out softly, his heart shaken to its core.
"No wonder the Yuan Sect was destroyed so easily. No wonder the other seven super sects respect the Misty Cloud Sect, even though it has only two people. Lin Dong, this is our chance!"
Little Marten was overjoyed. He was also a participant in this Hundred Dynasties War, and as long as he performed well enough, he would have the freedom to choose which sect to join.
A sect with an Ancestor Realm expert possessed incomparable appeal.
If I can join the Misty Cloud Sect, I'd be willing even if it meant letting me lead the Heavenly Demon Marten Tribe and become a new generation of the Ancient Eight Masters!
"Lin Dong, this is the senior who guided Little Marten and me to choose you. He is an Ancestor Realm expert, comparable to the great Symbol Ancestor."
The artifact spirit of the continent's second divine object,