As the Young Sect Master of Cold Mountain Valley, Long Hentian's cultivation had reached the Qi Refining Ninth Level, just one step away from Foundation Establishment.
His strength, needless to say, was already the strongest among the younger generation in Cold Mountain Valley.
On par with Linghu Li as the number one in the sect!
Even when facing ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivators, he had a certain ability to either protect himself or escape.
Strength beyond doubt!
Yet, when he struck out in anger, he was instead slapped to the ground by Lin Tian, who was several years younger than him.
He was like a fly, swatted half to death with a sweep of Lin Tian's hand.
The blue stone slabs on the ground shattered, giving testament to the terrifying power.
Long Hentian's entire body trembled, blood spewing from his mouth, his face pale, and his expression terrified.
He looked up at Lin Tian, his eyes filled with intense horror.
"You..."
