"Who are you?"
The disciple's pupils contracted, and his expression changed.
This man in white had an unfathomable aura. It was obvious that his cultivation level was much higher than his.
Tang Hao glanced at him coldly, then turned around and looked at the old man.
"Take it!"
He said indifferently.
The old man was stunned and still couldn't believe it.
"Hey! I'm asking you a question! Are you deaf? Do you know who I am? I'm from the heaven seeking sect, and my clan's celestial venerable is right above. You dare to stir up the matters of my heaven seeking sect, do you want to die?"
The disciple of the sky seeking sect was a little annoyed and shouted.
After all, that old man was a heaven immortal. After refining it, he would have a lot of Taoist connotation. How could he let this guy mess things up halfway?
"Alright! It seems like you're not afraid of death!"
He gritted his teeth in anger when Tang Hao ignored him.
