Pang Yi's feelings were deeply conflicted.
As Demon Hall Master, his word should have been law.
Yet he had never expected so many experts to emerge in the Jianghu after he ascended to the Hall Master's Seat, leaving him without the imposing authority his predecessors had enjoyed.
Now even Kui Yong had appeared. What did that make him, the Demon Hall Master?
He had finally become Hall Master after so much difficulty, only to have so many people above him holding him down. Being the Demon Hall Master was truly stifling.
Pang Ji was utterly shocked.
Everyone said Kui Yong's strength was unrivaled beneath the heavens, and that brief display had offered a glimpse of it.
He had severely wounded Fan Zhuolang and driven back Xuan Tu and Wu Xuancang in a single stroke.
Pang Ji had to give the matter some serious thought.
Should his Pang Family monopolize the Demon Hall?
In the past, he had felt that his family was powerful enough, that the Demon Hall belonged to the Pang Family.
But now he realized that was not the case.
He did not fear the Tomb Clan. Even with the Seven Hall Masters, he paid them no mind.
His side had Pang Yi, the Hall Master, after all, and the reigning Hall Master held an enormous advantage.
Now that he had witnessed Kui Yong's strength, his thoughts were in turmoil.
No. How can I let others dictate my fate? Pang Ji thought to himself.
Back then, Huo Lian had escaped from the Land of Slumber, accomplishing something so impossible.
Then he, too, could accomplish this impossible feat.
He would not lose to Huo Lian.
Kui Yong still had to face Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly and all these others. Perhaps something unexpected would happen.
Being the strongest beneath the heavens