The deaths of twelve Ancient Realm Peak experts shocked everyone.
"Kill that old witch!" Ke Zhenyi raised his arm and shouted.
Huang Xiao's eruption had been too sudden, too unexpected.
No one had imagined it would end like this.
Even though Bi Hu, the strongest of them, still remained, Ke Zhenyi no longer thought much of her.
"Bi Hu is different from those twelve," Mu Fucheng reminded him.
"Isn't she just a little stronger?" Ke Zhenyi said with a smile. "However strong she is, can she kill twelve of them? Even if she can, can she do it as easily as Brother Huang?"
"Well..." Mu Fucheng felt that perhaps he was being too cautious.
"Mu Fucheng, don't overthink it. Brother Huang's strength is beyond what anyone at the Ancient Realm Peak can handle. It makes no difference who comes," Ke Zhenyi sighed. "It would take a Barbarian Desolate Realm expert to stop him. I think he was being humble when he said he was in the Ancient Realm. He could very well be in the Barbarian Desolate Realm, couldn't he?"
Meng Hengjing and the others nodded, finding Ke Zhenyi's words quite reasonable.
Every disciple of the Wild Ox Sect was cheering.
They had been besieged by these people all these years. Without their Sect Master as their mainstay, they had spent every day on tenterhooks.
Now their Sect Master had returned in such an overwhelming fashion. How could they not be excited?
Gao Tianhe glanced at the disciples around him.
Although their numbers had fallen by more than half, the remaining disciples were utterly loyal to the Wild Ox Sect. That was what mattered most.
With their Sect Master so powerful, why should they worry that their Wild Ox Sect could not rise?
"True. Sect Master Huang should be invincible