"Grandfather, why is he still alive!"
Seeing the Wood Spirit Hall Master, Lei Gao felt as if he had found his source of confidence.
The last time he had fainted.
He thought that once he woke up, he would see Jiang Cheng bound before him, ready for his disposal.
After all, with his grandfather's intervention, who in the White Profound Race could not be taken down besides the other hall masters?
However, there was an exception this time.
"How could he..."
"Because his talent surpassed that of the third hall master, making him the first in the history of the White Profound Race."
The Wood Spirit Hall Master coldly interrupted him.
"You almost caused a huge disaster without even realizing it this time!"
"A huge disaster?"
Lei Gao looked incredulous.
"Just him? I know very well, he's merely a hermit cultivator with no background, so what if he has strong talent?"
"He's nothing more than an Extreme Profound Realm cultivator. I have ten thousand ways to crush such a person!"
