Tong Tiegang stood in front of a window crafted entirely from a giant crystal, gazing through the translucent clouds at the almost invisible figure in the square below, his eyes brimming with rising rage. Suddenly, he clenched his teeth and said, "I am in the Ascension Phase... He's only in the Spirit Refining phase, he could defeat five Mahayana practitioners, but he simply can't beat someone in the Ascension Phase like me! Why should I be afraid of him? Since he dares to tamper with the protective enchantment, I'll just suppress him directly! Right... Killing him is the way to go!"
Mumbling to himself, Tong Tiegang went on, "If only there were other brothers from the Daoist Sect here now."
Of the Seventy-two Great Abilities, many still remained in the Immortal Realm, but most were scattered in different places, silently nurturing their own forces. At the same time, they were also recruiting disciples for the Daoist Sect.
