Wang Changsheng was feeling frustrated standing there.
He was also a little confused.
'This isn't right! How is this kid's level of cultivation so high? He's in the late period of the State of Qi Channeling, but he has a solid foundation and a strong reserve of qi.
'He looks to be about eighteen years old! That's impossible!'
Even Wang Changsheng himself was not at that stage of cultivation when he was eighteen.
'Has the times changed? Has it become easier to cultivate now?'
"Hey, kid! How old are you?" Wang Changsheng could not curb his curiosity.
Tang Hao rolled his eyes. "That's none of your business!"
Wang Changsheng was shocked and became immediately angry. He was once again looked down upon by the kid.
"Prepare to die, kid!" He roared. He pounced at Tang Hao once again. This time, his claws were enveloped in an eerie light.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
