Chao Qing looked at the corpses of the poison Dragon sect cultivators on the ground with a complicated feeling in his heart. For a moment, he actually didn't know what he was thinking.
Although he had heard of Zhao Hai's strength and reputation in the Iron Buddha Temple for a long time, he had never had the chance to see Zhao Hai in action. In fact, not only him, but many people in the Iron Buddha Temple had never seen Zhao Hai in action. His reputation had spread just like that.
Chao Qing had always thought that Zhao Hai was just lucky. He followed the right person, and Chao Yun thought highly of him. That was how he slowly became famous and even became a core disciple of the Iron Buddha Temple. However, everyone knew that Zhao Hai's strength was only at the Qi refining and spirit returning realm. This was a fact that no one could change.
