"The upheaval has already begun."
Inside the Golden Crow Hall, Xiang Kuang stepped out of the void before Bai Yi. His gaze immediately settled on Bai Yi as he spoke.
"You really are a lucky brat."
"What makes you say that, Master?"
"Sword cultivators may be formidable against others at the same level, but challenging Sage Minghuang at the Nascent Soul Realm? Your disciple isn't that stupid..."
Bai Yi pointed an index finger at himself, curled his lip, then pointed at the projection of the great wilderness overhead.
That foremost Sage of the Desolate Realm had all but written "Whoever dares come, I'll kill them" across his face.
Never mind Bai Yi-even the many Sages of Langyu Qingming Heaven present earlier, his master included, hadn't offered another word, had they?
Under those circumstances, even with his master protecting him the entire way, he firmly believed Sage Minghuang could easily kill him with the shock waves alone.
As for a Nascent Soul cultivator striking down a Mahayana cultivator?!
What a joke! No one would even dare write that!
"Damn it, you little brat! You've even learned to make fun of me!"
Seeing Bai Yi roll his eyes, Xiang Kuang laughed and cursed. He knocked a finger against Bai Yi's forehead like a club, making him wince repeatedly in pain, before giving a light snort.
"Don't worry. Sage Minghuang may be formidable, but taking you to the World-Passing Ancient Road is no problem for me!"
At Xiang Kuang's bold declaration, Bai Yi's hand froze as he rubbed his forehead. He looked up at the confident Xiang Kuang, his eyes filled with astonishment and doubt, and murmured.
"A newcomer to Mahayana versus Mahayana perfection, and somehow we have the advantage?!"
"To think the Great Sun Golden Crow Prison-Suppressing Canon was this ferocious!"
"Master,