(PS: This chapter has 3664 words, so it's expensive.)
Bang!
The old man knelt down first, his face pale as he said, "I didn't know you were the successor chosen by the old Saint Master. If not, I'd rather die than challenge you!"
"What's going on?"
Wang Ying and Ling Ying were extremely puzzled.
Wasn't this old man just clamoring to break the spirit and then crush Yang Tian?
Why is the old man suddenly kneeling on the ground?
The most surprised was Yang Tian; could this old man also be a subordinate of the old Saint Master?
If that's true, then it's great.
Glancing at the Command Jade in his hand, he never thought that at the crucial moment, this jade representing the supreme power of the old Saint Master could exert such a powerful effect.
But what puzzled Yang Tian was whether this old man recognized Wang Lingzhan.
The silent atmosphere in the room dissipated.
Wang Yue's big, black, and bright eyes moved around, glancing at Yang Tian and then at the old man.
