The ancestor in the coffin spoke, causing the emotions of many cultivators to waver slightly.
"Hehe," Chao Qing laughed, "So, the reason we nine managed to enter is because the Dragon Soars to Nine Heavens here is incomplete?"
Everyone could hear the discontent in his words.
Thinking about it, sometimes a word said early on won't offend anyone, while saying it later might come off as a cheap shot.
"Amitabha." Monk Yuan Ba stopped observing the illusory Dragon Soars to Nine Heavens and clasped his hands together, "This is our fortune."
Chao Qing raised an eyebrow, slightly shocked, "Could it be that even with the master's qualifications and cultivation, you cannot enter..."
Before his words fell, the ancestor's aged laughter echoed.
"The young monk is too modest."
Yuan Ba saluted through the air, "In the presence of seniors, this humble monk dares not speak carelessly."
