So, he casually found a chair to sit on, waiting patiently.
Soon, Murong Yan arranged everything, then looked at Yang Tian, her gaze unusually heavy, and asked again: "Are you really Yang Tian?" Yes, brother Yang Tian.
"You killed it?"
Murong Yan was initially surprised upon hearing Yang Tian's words, then sneered at him coldly.
"Do you mean to say you could even kill Brother Ouyang?"
To her, Ouyang Xu, a core disciple of the Four Gates and One Valley, was as invincible as her own father, Murong Longcheng. He represented the pinnacle of Yuan Ying's strength.
As the elite of the Four Gates and One Valley, they weren't the kind of opponents ordinary magical weapons or distractions could deal with.
Above them were Su Yi, Zhao Xiuyuan, and another—the top three most formidable figures in the realm of cultivation. Each was a mighty warrior, capable even of challenging elders in the Four Gates and One Valley.
Could Yang Tian defeat them?
That was nothing short of a foolish dream!
