The white-robed disciples of the Tongling Wuji Order erupted in uproar. Wasn't that a bit too outrageous?
They had no idea where the Black Rock Mountains were, but the range supposedly stretched for a hundred thousand li, and Tang Changsheng had taken it single-handedly during the Red Trial.
That alone was astonishing. Everyone knew how difficult the Red Trial was.
Every Immortal Sect disciple who had passed the Red Trial over the years had become a figure of towering renown. Ying Tiecheng, for instance!
Tang Changsheng had passed the Red Trial and taken the so-called Black Rock Mountains. He had even dared challenge the army of the Dushi Divine Hall... Was this bastard even human?
Forget these disciples—they could scarcely imagine such a feat. Whether Senior Brother Shao Qiufeng, whom they followed, could manage it was hard to say!
If anyone else had said it, they might have dismissed the claim. But coming from the woman in blue, it was another matter entirely.
Zhang Ye, who had thought he was squeezing a soft persimmon, suddenly found his mouth filled with bitterness.
Damn it, if you're that formidable, do you have to keep such a low profile? You're not a pockmarked face—you're a pitfall in disguise!
"See? Scared now?" Gu Huanling cried, delighted. "If you're scared, hurry up and admit defeat. Say 'Senior Brother, I was wrong' a few times, and Junior Brother Tang will let you off!"
Zhang Ye's expression shifted between light and dark. He wanted to say it, but he couldn't bear the loss of face.
What he didn't know was that Tang Changsheng's attention had already left him. Tang looked at the woman in blue and asked mildly, "And who might you be, Senior Sister? I'm a nobody, yet you seem to know quite a lot about