Immortal You, Gu Huanling's master, had argued with Lu Yuanzhen over this choice more times than anyone could count!
Gu Huanling did not want Tang Changsheng to follow in his footsteps.
But had Tang Changsheng truly been destroyed, body and soul, beneath the Divine Punishment?
The golden radiance of the Divine Punishment gradually faded, and the dust slowly settled.
As the light dissipated, Tang Changsheng stood there at ease, a lingering golden glow still clinging to him. The nine Fire Dragons beside him had shrunk as thin as earthworms.
"Junior Brother, he's all right..."
"Tang Changsheng actually survived!"
Cries rang out on every side. No one could believe Tang Changsheng had survived that Divine Punishment.
Then a thought flashed through every mind: had Tang Changsheng truly attained the Yang Spirit Realm? Was that why he had survived the Divine Punishment unscathed? What else could explain it?
Just then, the Fire Dragons beside Tang Changsheng, weakened to their limits, received an infusion of Sky Silver wishfire and began to recover.
Primordial Magnetic Divine Light enveloped him once more, shielding him at its center.
Only then did the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals react. "Loose arrows! Loose arrows!" they shouted.
But from within the Primordial Magnetic Divine Light, Tang Changsheng suddenly roared, "Back you go!"
Countless sharp arrows that had flown within thirty meters of him abruptly bent in midair and hurtled back even faster. They pierced the clouds, and screams erupted.
Hundreds of Heavenly Soldiers were wounded by their own returning arrows, throwing the formation into momentary disarray.
At that moment, a peal of laughter rang out. Primordial Magnetic Divine Light shot skyward, plunged into the clouds, and swept down over the Heavenly Soldiers' formation.
"Monster! How dare you!"
Director Zhang's eyes nearly split with rage. He had never imagined Tang Changsheng