'The Hall Master of the Punishment Hall of Evil Wind Valley is actually bowing to Shen Lang. This is unbelievable...'
Nearby, Shen Moran glanced worriedly at Shen Lang, then turned and called out softly, "Dad?"
Shen Haotian shook his head slightly. "Don't worry about Lang'er. We just need to wait and see what happens."
"Mm." Shen Moran wanted to say more but held her tongue.
Ye Xiao Zheng, the City Lord of Celestial Phoenix City, stared at the sight of Shen Lang in utter shock, his heart pounding uncontrollably.
'I'd guessed his cultivation might be around the Fifth or Sixth Heaven of the Qi Martial Realm. Otherwise, back at the Phoenix River, there's no way he could have let the leader of the assassins escape so easily.'
'How did he reach the Spirit Martial Realm in the blink of an eye?'
'Reaching the Spirit Martial Realm is one thing, but he even beat Drunken Thousand Cups's face to a pulp!'
'Thank God I didn't provoke him. Otherwise...'
