The four people's faces were calm, and not many changes could be detected on them. However, they had all directed their gazes towards the long arc traveling into the distance—the long arc that was Su Ming.
The tanned old man remained composed, but he was laughing coldly in his heart. He hoped that Su Ming would be as ostentatious as possible, because when the person he had sent to the Barren Lands of Divine Source returned, the effect would be greater.
He might have the golden light from his blood and it might not be possible to shake his status, but what the tanned old man wanted was to shake human hearts.
As long as the disciples of Morning Dao Sect heard about everything that had happened to Dao Kong in the Barren Lands of Divine Source and grew suspicious of him, the tanned old man would have reached his goal.
