As Feiyun was busy with destroying the middle dantian, a storm coursed through the ghost market.

The devil butterfly genius’ group returned to the market and told everyone what had transpired at Lotus Spirit Mountain. 

The big shots heard of it and spread the story.

“A half-demon suppressing the fourth prince of the golden crow? Impossible.”

“The supreme genius of the witch tree is kneeling too? Hmm, it must be a suppression left behind by Lotus Saintess.”

“I agree, a half-demon can’t be this strong. Ridiculous.”

Many didn’t agree with this but some still came to Lotus Spirit Mountain. The young elites at the market had a love for battle.

It didn’t take long before dozens of them appeared at the mountain base.

“So this was...