At Fan Zhuolang's words, Zhu Fanjiang and the other two lowered their heads in shame.
They and Zhu Fancheng were the strongest people within the Evil Water Region, and were also among the strongest in the Heavenly Evil Sect today.
But measured against the Three Great Families of old, their talent, though good, would only have marked them as ordinary geniuses.
The Three Great Families had had no shortage of geniuses like that back then.
Their strength was even further behind that of Fan Zhuolang and his two companions.
So Fan Zhuolang was quite disappointed in the three of them.
"Senior, have you seen Huo Lian?" Wu Xuancang could not help asking when he heard Fan Zhuolang mention Huo Lian.
"I just saw Huo Lian, then came straight to the Three Immortal Mountains," Fan Zhuolang said.
"I see. But you may be underestimating Huo Lian, Senior," Wu Xuancang said. "His strength is very hard to fathom."
"Is that so?" Fan Zhuolang raised an eyebrow. "I consider myself quite a good judge of people."
"I still wouldn't dare place myself on a par with Huo Lian. He is a difficult man to fathom," Wu Xuancang said.
He had fought Huo Lian back in the Central Plains and understood his temperament better than anyone.
Anyone else might have been thrilled to hear Fan Zhuolang place them on a par with Huo Lian.
But not Wu Xuancang. He still had a clear understanding of his own strength.
He still did not believe he was a match for Huo Lian.
"Haha, no wonder the Three Immortal Mountains have grown so powerful. Those at the helm are humble and clearheaded. I rather admire that," Fan Zhuolang said with a hearty laugh. "Across the Jianghu, there are probably few who can match your strength. Even if