Sheng Wankong's words had just been spoken.
The atmosphere inside the main hall was so strange that it was almost shattered.
Everyone fell into a death-like silence.
Especially Waan Qi, paradise one second, hell the next.
She almost fainted.
How... How is that possible?
Su Chen also knows Sword Rhyme, and it's even at a higher rank than my Master's, at Seventh Stage Middle?!
This...
Waan Qi almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Too terrifying.
Too shocking.
Too unbelievable.
Too humiliating.
Sikong Zhan, Hong Yicang, Wang Duan, and others were all trembling!
They had somewhat lost their composure.
Their faces twitched with disbelief.
They felt like going crazy!
A young man less than five hundred years old has mastered Seventh Stage Middle Sword Rhyme; who would believe it?!!!
Who would dare?
This is simply the most horrifying thing they have ever seen.
These old monsters, who have lived for tens of millions of years, have they spent their lives on dogs?!
