"Where is Zhou Kangcheng?"
Chu Zhiyuan's voice was like thunder, reverberating in the ears of every disciple in the Guiyan Sect, shaking their spirits and making it difficult for them to maintain their composure.
Those who were cultivating their Inner Strength almost went into a state of confusion.
Those practicing sword training scattered in their movements.
Those engaged in other activities turned pale, and their breathing became disordered.
Li Hongzhao clapped his hands and laughed, "You have indeed progressed rapidly, beyond imagination."
The Emperor's Sword itself couldn't see through him.
Looking at the astonishing Qinggong he had displayed earlier, it had already surpassed the realm of Qinggong.
Truly living up to the name of Chu Zhiyuan, his talent far surpassed my own, and his progress was beyond belief.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "I found him!"
