The man from Dragon Tiger Mountain, acclaimed to have the makings of a Tao King, would surely display his edge before the people of the world.
In fact, there was no need to wait for the Tao Mountain Alliance to meet, for on the Ninth of September, Wang Tong would face a major battle, a battle with Lin Jie.
For this great battle, Zhou Dao would naturally attend, and now, he had to enhance his strength by all possible means.
"Three years too slow?" the Master of Dark Prison laughed heartily.
"Good, worthy of the successor I've set my eyes on, such ambition."
The laughter rang out, thunderous and sweeping.
Tang Xingmian could no longer bear to listen, two months ago she said it would take her three years to step into the Dragon Gate Realm, only to be chastised by the Master of Dark Prison, told that haste makes waste and the path of cultivation should be followed methodically, and one must never bite off more than they can chew.
