The [Immortal-Binding Rope] was a Pre-Heaven Supreme Treasure, after all. It had bound and suppressed him for so long-why turn down something free?
As Zhang Yuan thought this, he composed his expression and exchanged a glance with Xiao Yuanjun. Without a word or a telepathic message, they immediately understood each other.
"I have broken free of my shackles and am no longer bound by anything. Never mind two Ascension Realm cultivators-even if the Divine Master were here, I would have nothing to fear."
Zhang Yuan stepped forward, shielding Tan Chengcheng behind him as he looked at Tan Duanchang and Deputy Cult Master Gao, his spirits soaring and his gaze disdainful of all beneath heaven.
Beneath his black robe, Deputy Cult Master Gao raised his eyes slightly.
Of course he had heard of Zhang Yuan. Judging by his reputation alone, his strength was indeed unfathomable.
But to dismiss even the Divine Master-was he not afraid of spraining his tongue with such boasting?
Even the Devil Lord of the Central Demon Realm dared not underestimate the Divine Master, a supreme expert of a path on the same level as himself. Yet Zhang Yuan was merely a Celestial Person, and had not even reached Celestial Person Perfection.
In his estimation, however powerful Zhang Yuan might be, he could at most rival the peak of the Suspended Sky Realm and exchange a few blows with an Ascension Realm cultivator. Only a few blows, at that. Whether he could fight one on equal terms was another question entirely.
Deputy Cult Master Gao dismissed Zhang Yuan's words and led the First God Cult members and Tan Yuming slowly into the Golden Throne Hall.
But just then.
Deputy Cult Master Gao stopped.
Zhang Yuan brought out every Pre-Heaven Supreme Treasure he possessed in one go: three Pre-Heaven