Overseas, Tortoise Island.
Xiao Sanxiao was reprimanding his two sons. These two unfilial wretches were secretly restoring their meridians. Did they really think he could not tell?
"What are you trying to do? Restore your martial arts, then go stir up some Thousand-Year Catastrophe again and overturn the world?"
"Or do you want revenge on Lin Lang? Even I am no match for his strength now. Do you think he would spare you for my sake a second time?"
In truth, Xiao Sanxiao regretted it a little. He should have agreed to take Lin Lang's son as his disciple.
That little fellow's talent was indeed greater than that of his two sons.
Not only could the boy truly inherit his mantle, but this would also have given him a better relationship with Lin Lang.
Unfortunately, he had refused. How could he now have the nerve to seek Lin Lang out and insist on becoming his son's master?
Back then, Lin Lang had not been as strong as him, but now Lin Lang had surpassed him. Would he still be willing to let his son become his disciple?
He was wondering whether to find an excuse to visit Blackwood Cliff again when he suddenly stared at the sky in shock. "Impossible! What is this aura? Is an immortal descending to the mortal world?"
"Or is someone about to become an immortal?"
That aura exceeded his imagination. It was definitely not something anyone in the Nine Realms could wield.
If there had to be someone who could wield it, there was only one person.
"Could it be Lin Lang? How did he do it? It hasn't been long since we last met. His strength couldn't possibly have risen so quickly."
"No, I must go take a look!"
"If he really is about