Mu Xintong stood there on the deck, frozen.
Her beautiful eyes were opened round and wide, and her petite mouth was slightly open with shock.
'Oh my god!
'He's breaking through!
'How is that possible? Where did he get that power?
'It's very difficult, no, it's almost impossible to break through as a Perfected Person in modern times!'
The entire deck of the cruise ship fell silent.
After that, everyone exclaimed loudly in surprise.
"Stop him! He cannot succeed!' Old Sullivan roared madly. His form changed and his eyes burst with a blood-red glow. He stamped his feet and pounced at the figure hovering in mid-air.
The twelve other people also pounced at him.
'That kid cannot succeed! If he does, then we're finished!'
"Quick! Stop them!"
"Protect Fellow Cultivator Tang!"
The elderly Taoist masters roared. They brandished their qi auras and pounced at the thirteen clan leaders.
