"Boom!"
The aura roared with astonishing vibrations, as if it were about to tear everything apart.
Within it, there was also a dense sense of urgency!
Figures flickered into view, arriving from unknown directions, moving swiftly to land before Su Han.
Not one person, nor several people, but...
Countless densely packed figures!
They were all wearing the attire of the Heavenly Mountain Pavilion, but their faces did not show the respect other disciples had for Su Han, instead there was a sense of murder and anger.
Because...
They all went by the surname Ming!
"Such a grand display!"
Su Han's lips curled up, a glint appeared in his eyes without any fear.
Defiant, arrogant, domineering...
All sorts of negative emotions rose from Su Han's face, but the feeling it conveyed wasn't repulsiveness; rather, it held a complex flavor.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Figures appeared from all directions, belonging to the Heavenly Mountain Pavilion, true disciple figures.
