Looking at the layers of Immortals laughing both inside and out, Han Rong suddenly felt a bit of sympathy for them.
You know nothing about true power!
It is a battle shocking enough to last a lifetime.
"The Wanling Hall has been effortlessly annihilated!" he boasted lightly.
After all, it really was quite easy, wasn't it?
Even I, the Sect Leader of the Snow Spirit Sect, didn't need to take action.
"What?"
"Wanling Hall was destroyed?"
The watching Immortals were in an uproar.
And then came even more intense ridicule.
"Are you dreaming?"
"Those were ten Great Emperors, annihilated? Who could destroy them?"
"Utter nonsense!"
"You've really blown it up to the skies, huh?"
No one would believe such a thing.
Even if the Snow Spirit Sect really has some trump cards, at best they just couldn't conquer, how could Great Emperors be slain?
In the past, during the Immortal Demon War and later when the Shadow Race invaded, they couldn't kill those Great Emperors, right?
