Zhang Xuanhe, as the Old Celestial Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain, appeared to possess a demeanor exuding an ethereal and transcendent aura, giving off the vibe of a reclusive master.
Li Chuan smiled faintly, "Celestial Master Zhang, I don't look down on you, nor do I look down on Dragon Tiger Mountain. I'm just telling the truth: the Feng Shui Array of Nine-Headed Mountain is extremely dangerous, and you can't break it."
"Hmph! Who do you think you are to talk to my master like that?!" A disciple beside Zhang Xuanhe couldn't stand it and took a step forward, glaring at Li Chuan with anger. "The achievements of my master in Feng Shui are beyond your imagination! When my master was making his mark in the Jianghu, your father hadn't even been born!"
The group of Zhang Xuanhe's disciples all glared at Li Chuan with killing intent in their eyes!
Because, in their eyes, their master was an Immortal!
And this young brat in front of them dared to say their master couldn't do it!
