“Little bastards, you want to scheme against me? Just wait until we get home! I’ll make sure flowers bloom on your butts!” snorted the old man.

Bao Buping and Chang Hao’s sinister appearances had drawn the old man’s attention, and having eavesdropped, he had heard everything that they said. He would make sure they learned what an old man’s fury was all about.

Through this mess, everyone couldn’t help laughing. The Heaven Splitting Battle Sect was truly a marvel of the cultivation world.

“Long Chen, congratulations on making your name shake the continent. In the future, I doubt there will be many people who dare to go against you.” At this time, Hu Feng came up.

“Thank you, but I sense that while I’ll have fewer battles to fight, their scale will be much greater. I wonder if brother Hu wants to join my Dragonblood Legion? If everyone was together, wouldn’t that be livelier?” Long Chen smiled.

Even Long Chen felt a sense of danger from Hu Feng, who had an indescribable air around him. Long Chen couldn’t see through him.

Evilmoon had once more told him that in this world, the only two people...