Cao Mang exuded an overwhelming aura.
"Boom!"
As if responding to him, the first peak of Yuan Mang suddenly shook.
"Majestic! Truly majestic!"
Before Pang Jian could speak, Huang Qi, smacking his lips, unexpectedly took the lead in ridiculing: "If it isn't Cao the Eccentric, a great cultivator at the middle or late stage of the Spirit Condensation Realm. Oh, by the way, are you in the middle stage or the late stage?"
Madam Hua's eyebrows knitted tightly, her expression ice-cold as she demanded, "Who are you, exactly?"
Huang Qi's repeated provocations were pushing her to the brink of tolerance.
"Huang Qi, an individual cultivator."
The speaker, with shifty eyes and a sneer, first gave Pang Jian a deep look, then suddenly said, "I also come from the Fourth Realm, not born into one of the seven major families. When I achieved a breakthrough to the Marrow Cleansing Realm, I was fortunate to arrive in the Third Realm aboard a flying artifact from the Lower Realm."
