The battle between Lin Hao and Lin Wu that day had been nothing short of legendary. It was a clash that would not be forgotten, even after hundreds, or even thousands, of years.
Seeing Lin Hao so suddenly, the three of them were once again faced with the memory of his supreme, awe-inspiring presence from that day.
But these were old monsters who had lived for a thousand years. After a brief moment of shock, they regained their composure.
"Lin Hao, you are only at the Sealed Martial Realm Fourth Layer. This is no place for you. Leave at once, and we can pretend you were never here." The Jade-faced Ascendant took a deep breath and spoke.
His tone, as he spoke, was surprisingly mild.
Though Lin Hao was only at the Sealed Martial Realm Fourth Layer, the Jade-faced Ascendant sensed an unfathomable aura about him. Even as the master of the Tantric Sect, he dared not underestimate Lin Hao.
