The Guanyin Tower Master, who had reached minor achievement in the middle Nascent Soul stage, stood before the Demon Lotus Army's formation. Gazing from afar at the black-robed figure at the bow of the Sky-Patrolling Treasure Ship, she could not help feeling her heart stir.
Simply by standing there, he seemed to become the center of this world.
She recalled those years when Qing Chen had toyed with her, making her rise and fall in his hands, and the feeling of being manipulated at his whim, embarrassed and angry yet powerless to resist. Unsure whether she felt reverence or fear, she fell into a momentary daze.
Ye Wushang was also watching Qing Chen.
This Shushan sword cultivator, who had once devoted himself wholeheartedly to attaining the Dao through the sword, had now reached minor achievement in the middle Nascent Soul stage. In the outside world, he was powerful enough to found a sect and reign supreme over a region; ordinary cultivators at the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage could no longer defeat him.
Yet when he saw Qing Chen again, now a top expert of the Heavenly Gang Ranking, he still could not help feeling somewhat dazed.
The supreme-grade magic treasure Qing Chen had lent him back then, the Thunder Marsh Sword, was still in his hand, its light reflecting the complicated look in his eyes.
Back then, he had considered his sword heart proud and aloof. Even though he had only fought Qing Chen to a draw, he had believed that one day, he would surpass him through the sword path.
But more than two hundred years had passed, and with a mere lift of his hand, Qing Chen had unleashed Primordial Magnetism Annihilation Divine Thunder to shatter Faneng Temple's mountain-guarding Buddha light. Such might was already