"Anything else?"
"Yes. He said that if you wanted to test him, a Quasi-Saint wasn't enough. If you had what it took, you should send an Immortal King."
The Purple-Clad Man trembled a little at the thought of the Scruffy Old Man. He could hardly imagine that someone so terrifying existed on the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Continent.
After hearing the Purple-Clad Man's account, the white-haired man smiled faintly. "An Immortal King wouldn't be any fun either. Next time, I'll send a Supreme straight over to play with him."
A Supreme? The Purple-Clad Man froze, not understanding what his master meant. He could only lower his head, not daring to say a word. After smiling, the white-haired man asked again, "Did you get a clear look at the person beside him?"
The person beside him? That brat at the tribulation transcendence stage? The Purple-Clad Man was taken aback. His attention had been entirely on the Scruffy Old Man, while Lu Feng had hidden behind the old man, protected by his aura. He had barely paid Lu Feng any attention. Now that the white-haired man asked, he had no idea how to answer.
Seeing the Purple-Clad Man stand there in a daze, the white-haired man's expression changed. "Useless fool! I told you, it doesn't matter if you fail to get the flag, but you must get a clear look at every opponent."
"I was wrong, Master! I was wrong!" The Purple-Clad Man hurriedly kowtowed and begged forgiveness. He had only regarded the Scruffy Old Man as his opponent. How could he have imagined his master would care so much about the appearance of that brat at the tribulation transcendence stage?
"Report!" Suddenly, another person flew over. "Master, Venerable Black Tortoise has arrived at the Heaven-Swallowing Sect!"
Only then did the anger