47. The entire Dao Sect greets the old heavenly master! Riding the wind! The top of the world?
The news that Zhang Zhiwei was preparing to break through to the realm above Celestial Being had already spread throughout the entire world of martial arts.
Among the various empires, the reaction of the Taoist Faction was the most intense.
Prior to this, the news that Zhang Zhiwei had obtained the inheritance of the Heavenly Teacher of the Dao Sect had mostly spread only to the Great Tang and the upper echelons of the Dao Sect in the various dynasties!
Very few people knew!
Most of the Daoists followed the leader of the Daoists in their respective dynasties.
For example, Great Ming's Zhang Sanfeng, Great Tang's Ning Daoqi, Great Song's Wang Chongyang, Great Qin's Heaven, Earth, and Man…and so on!
Most of the Dao sects in the various empires did not deal with each other and only respected their respective leaders.
Now, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly appeared. Rumor had it that he was the Taoist master of the Dao Sect. He would rule the entire Dao Sect and suppress all the people in the Dao Sect.
This naturally caused many people to be unconvinced.
Of course!
There were also people who were extremely excited. First, they agreed with Zhang Zhiwei's identity as a Heavenly Master.
Secondly, the Taoist master who had not appeared for hundreds of years had finally reappeared. How could people not yearn for him?!
Hence, this news was released.
The Dao Sect was shaken.
Many cultivators from the Taoist Faction came to see the old Celestial Master and the legendary figure.
……
The three-day promise had just arrived!
The front of Wudang Mountain was already bustling with people.
Righteous path, demonic path, Buddhist path, unspecialized…there were all sorts of people!
Many of the older generation of the pugilistic world had also appeared here!
Almost all of them were above the grandmaster level, but at most, they were at the peak of the great grandmaster level.
According to their conversation.
These people were just here to join in the fun.
His purpose was purely to meet the famous big shot of Wudang Sect.
I want to bask in the light.
However, no matter what their identities were, or what kind of reputation they had in the martial world!
However, they were all rejected at Mount Wudang.
The gate of Wudang Mountain was tightly shut.
He refused to enter.
Several times, someone reported their name and requested to meet Zhang Zhiwei in advance.
However, it didn't work out in the end.
The guard even vividly imitated Zhang Zhiwei's cold expression and waved his sleeves at the crowd.
"No! I won't see you!"
Then, he closed the door.
The people of the martial world immediately felt resentful, but when they thought of that person's respected status, it was normal for him to not see him!
Therefore, they waited patiently outside!
It wasn't until the sun was high up in the sky that everyone could no longer hold it in. They cursed in their hearts and at the same time, they had the intention to retreat.
At this moment.
The door of Wudang Sect slowly opened.
"It's open, it's open!"
"It's finally opened!"
Everyone instantly raised their heads, their emotions stirred!
All of them turned to look at the entrance of Wudang Sect.
However, what they saw disappointed them.
He saw an old Taoist priest who was dressed and looked ordinary walk out of Wudang's door with his hands behind his back!
Everyone was stunned.
This…
This was a heavenly master?
It didn't look like it…
To be honest, this old Taoist priest's appearance was really too simple.
He was wearing a thin Taoist robe, and there seemed to be no aura of cultivation on his body. He looked just like an ordinary old man.
Most importantly, there were people who had already arrived at Wudang Mountain.
He had seen Zhang Zhiwei's golden light, blazing like the sun, surging and mighty Yang God.
In their rumors, Zhang Zhiwei was the kind of dignified Heavenly Master who was more than a hundred years old but still had a strong body, sharp eyebrows, and sharp eyes!
And now, this old man…
" Is this... really the old heavenly master?"
"Why do I feel like the difference is a little big?”
"I…I don't think so!"
This made the group of martial artists who wanted to kneel on the ground hesitate and stop kneeling.
He stared at the old Taoist priest a few times, but he could not see the appearance of a Taoist master!
"Dare I ask, are you the old heavenly master?”
A young Daoist walked up boldly and asked.
Everyone's eyes gathered together.
However, no one answered their questions.
The old Taoist priest did not even look at them and continued to move forward unhurriedly.
However, he spat out indifferently.
"What old heavenly master!"
"Just a handful of old bones!”
"Make way, make way!"
After the old Taoist finished speaking, he waved his hand to let the young Taoist make way.
Everyone was stunned for a moment. Seeing the old Taoist priest's calm expression, they didn't know if his words were sarcastic or something else...
Everyone stared at the old Taoist priest for a long time. In the end, they seemed to be sure that the old Taoist priest was not Master Zhang.
They all opened up a path.
"Sigh, I waited for nothing. I really thought it was the old heavenly master!”
"Motherf * cker, I waited so long just to bask in the sun?”
"What a wasted trip!"
They had been waiting since morning and were extremely tired. Now that they were exposed to the sun, they were sweating all over and felt extremely uncomfortable.
He had yet to meet the so-called old heavenly master!
Immediately, complaints rose.
"I think the rumors about the old heavenly master of Wudang Mountain are true!”
"That's right. Why is the door closed in broad daylight? There must be something strange.”
Some people couldn't stand it anymore!
"I don't want to wait anymore. I think that old heavenly master is fake!”
"That's right, let's go down the mountain!"
Some people even cursed.
"Damn it, that old heavenly master made me wait for so long, but I didn't even get to see him!!”
"F * ck…"
The young man, who looked like he was full of anger, immediately took a step back and was about to go down the mountain!
However, at this moment, he suddenly realized that the old Taoist priest had suddenly turned around.
The old Taoist priest's expression flashed with a hint of darkness, as if he was extremely displeased.
Inexplicably!
The young man felt as if his heart had been hit by something, and he suddenly suffocated for a moment.
It was like falling into the deep sea!
However, he did not mind it at all. His expression was even more displeased than the old Taoist priest.
"What are you looking at?"
"Old bones!"
"Don't think that you're from Wudang Mountain. I'm afraid of you!”
"I'm the Holy Son of the Ming Cult in the Western Regions. In the future, I'll be in charge of the entire Ming Cult with the Holy Maiden. I'm not afraid of your Wudang Mountain at all!”
The Ming Cult was a major sect that ruled over a region in the Western Regions!
It had even infiltrated Dongfang Daming, which undoubtedly proved how deep his foundation was and how terrifying his strength was.
Even the Ming Cult of the Great Ming was only a branch of the Ming Cult of the Western Regions.
This was the reason why this young man was so confident.
If it wasn't for Zhang Zhiwei's claim that he was above the Heavenly Human Realm and was even more powerful than the Heavenly Human Realm!
How could he come here?
But now, he hadn't seen Zhang Zhiwei. He even suspected that Zhang Zhiwei didn't exist in Wudang Mountain.
He was just pretending to be mysterious behind closed doors!
Immediately, he felt even more displeased.
"Believe it or not, even if I peel off your skin on the spot to shade me, no one will dare to do anything!”
"It's not like our Ming Cult doesn't have devas!”
"I'm not afraid of your Wudang Sect's Zhang Sanfeng!"
After saying that, the Persian Saint Child from the Western Regions waved his hand and clapped!
Three terrifying auras appeared on the spot.
When the group of Jianghu people saw them, they immediately recognized the three of them.
They were the three envoys of the Western Regions of Persia.
Ming Cult Envoy.
Wonder Wind Emissary, Flowing Cloud Emissary, Radiant Moon Emissary!
Although his strength was at the mid-stage of the martial grandmaster realm, when he combined his strength, he could use strength that was comparable to a peak martial grandmaster.
Anyone below Deva Realm was invincible!
As for that old Taoist priest, he looked like an ordinary nobody!
"Daoist brother, you don't have to be like this. My Great Ming and the Western Regions have always been harmonious and friendly.”
Someone couldn't stand it anymore and immediately said.
However, the Holy Son of the Western Regions ignored him.
Not seeing Zhang Zhiwei fishing for fame today had already made him furious.
He was the Ming Cult's Holy Son!
How noble was that?
He couldn't even see an old man?
Then where would he put his face as the Holy Son?
The Ming Cult's Holy Son thought so in his heart. At the same time, he wanted to order the three Persian envoys to attack.
……
However, just as everyone thought that the old Taoist priest was about to meet with an accident.
Suddenly, a figure appeared on the mountain steps in front of the WuTang Sect's mountain gate.
Everyone had yet to react!
However, that person directly knelt down and faced the old Taoist priest!
"Beiming Zi from the Great Qin Sect greets the old heavenly master!”
"Congratulations to the old heavenly master for reaching the level of a celestial being!”
His voice was loud, as if he was afraid that Zhang Zhiwei couldn't hear him!
"Grandmaster Darknorth? Is that Grandmaster Beiming from the Great Qin Sect?”
"Why is he here?"
Some of Great Qin's martial artists were stunned for a moment before crying out.
Who was Grandmaster Beiming?
An existence that was half a step into the Celestial Being Realm!
It wasn't surprising that he came here.
However, to everyone's surprise, this master actually knelt behind the old Daoist.
What was going on?
Did Zhang Zhiwei come out?
Everyone turned to look at the entrance of the WuTang Sect, but there was no one there.
Only then did the group of people confirm.
Grandmaster Beiming was kneeling before the old Daoist.
The Persian Holy Son suddenly had a bad feeling.
Looking at the old Taoist priest's face, it was as if he had suddenly seen a boundless mountain peak.
In a trance, it directly pressed down on his heart, making him unable to breathe!
"Impossible!"
"It shouldn't be!"
The Persian Holy Son's expression did not have time to change.
However, he soon discovered that many figures had appeared behind the ordinary-looking old Daoist, following closely behind Master Beiming.
The most terrifying thing was that as soon as those people appeared, they all knelt down and were extremely respectful.
At the same time, he roared loudly as if he had used all his strength.
"Great Qin, Mo Family, Six-fingered Black Swordsman, greetings, old senior! Congratulations to the old senior for creating a legend that will last forever!”
"Great Song, Yang Guo greets old senior! "Thank you, old senior, for receiving my arm that day. I hereby congratulate you on reaching the level of a celestial being!”
"Big man, Huo Qubing greets old senior!”
"Great Qing…"
"Great Song…"
"Feng Yun…"
Hundreds of people appeared one after another, announcing their names.
Finally, they shouted in unison.
"Greetings, Celestial Master!"
"Congratulations to the old heavenly master for achieving great success in his cultivation and creating a legend that has never been seen before.!”
……
" The old heavenly master????? This old skeleton was the old heavenly master?!!!”
Everyone's eyes widened!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Roars that could pierce through gold and crack rocks continuously sounded behind the old Taoist priest, causing everyone's ears to buzz crazily and their hearts to tremble!
The most terrifying thing was that at least 800 people in the martial world became famous when the top experts of the martial world bowed their heads and kowtowed to the old heavenly master.
A wave of heroic spirit soared into the sky, like a long dragon tearing through the sky.
It was as if it could swallow mountains and rivers and destroy Yin and Yang!
The Great Spirit was formed naturally!
No one had expected that things would suddenly turn out like this!
This guy who called himself Old Bones was actually the legendary Zhang Zhiwei.
And they were still…still…
At this moment, except for the Persian Holy Son, everyone else's hearts trembled. Their legs were so afraid that they could no longer support their bodies, and they directly knelt down.
"We…greet you, old senior…"
"We deserve to die…deserve to die…"
At this moment!
Everyone on Mount Wudang bowed their heads!
Greetings, Old Celestial Master!
This was the pinnacle of the world!
The true pinnacle!
……
"Is…is this really Master Zhang?？？”
"How is that possible? Wasn't Master Zhang known for his decisiveness in killing? And he almost went on a killing spree on Mount Wudang?？？”
"How could this be? I thought it was some old fellow from the Wudang Sect.”
"I thought it was Zhang Sanfeng!"
"F * ck, didn't you say you were old bones? In the blink of an eye, it had become Master Zhang?？”
The group of Jianghu heroes felt as if something in their hearts had been shattered.
For a moment, his mind was in chaos!
The Ming Cult's Holy Son was stunned!
The three Persian messengers beside him were also trembling.
The three martial grandmasters were so scared that they could not stand steadily and knelt on the ground...
The scene in front of them was too shocking!
Grandmaster... Great Grandmaster... Half-Celestial Being...
They were all kneeling behind the old Taoist priest.
How could they not be afraid?
Fear spread across Mount Wudang, washing over everyone like a tidal wave.
Only Zhang Zhiwei's face was still as gloomy as before.
It was as if he did not care about the people who appeared behind him at all.
Of course, he recognized the person behind him.
After roaming the various empires for so many years, wasn't it very common to help a few young men and children?
Who knew that those young men and children would eventually become these big shots?
Of course, there were also figures from the various Daoist sects in the world.
He was here to meet the Taoist master.
For example, the Great Qin Sect's branch, Master Darknorth.
In short, Zhang Zhiwei did not care.
However, the Persian Holy Son was scared silly.
Especially when he saw Zhang Zhiwei's expressionless face, he automatically imagined ten thousand ways to die!
Because of the rumors…
The old heavenly master was decisive in his killing…
Fear spread throughout his body, and the Persian Holy Son's heart completely collapsed.
A pungent smell wafted out, and he was actually so scared that he directly peed his pants.
Thud!
The Persian Holy Son knelt on the ground!
He began to kowtow desperately and beg for mercy.
"I was wrong, kid, I was really wrong!”
"I'll tear this mouth apart! I'll tear this mouth apart! Please show mercy…"
However, Zhang Zhiwei's expression remained the same.
The Saint Child was so scared that he peed and shit.
He actually grabbed his mouth with both hands and began to tear it apart.
Two cracks were torn open!
The scene was extremely terrifying.
Everyone was shocked…
He automatically added another line to Zhang Zhiwei's terrifying legend.
……
Zhang Zhiwei turned around, as if he had ignored the Persian Holy Son. He slowly turned around and looked at the kneeling Jianghu heroes.
He looked at the group of disciples who had come on a pilgrimage, including Master Darknorth, a half-step Deva from the Great Qin's branch of the Dao Sect.
He didn't seem to notice them and only snorted coldly.
"What's wrong?"
"They didn't come?"
The group of Dao Sect disciples were silent and did not answer!
Grandmaster Beiming lowered his head even more.
Of course, he knew who Zhang Zhiwei was talking about!
Naturally, they were the same as Ning Daoqi, the leader of the Great Tang's Dao Sect. They were the leaders of the Dao Sects of the various dynasties.
Now, none of them had come!
Those who came from the Taoist Faction were actually only a small portion.
There was not a single expert in the Dao Sect.
The only person with the highest level of power was him, a half-deva.
The reason he could come here was purely because Zhang Zhiwei had once done him a favor.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have come under the pressure of the Great Qin Dao Sect's leader!
However, this favor had clearly surpassed the pressure of the Great Qin's leader.
"Looks like…those guys are still not convinced!”
Zhang Zhiwei said lightly, not showing any displeasure.
He didn't care.
Grandmaster Beiming gulped, thinking to himself that the other leaders were obviously not convinced.
Why don't you think about what you did back then?？？
Almost all the top experts in the Dao Sect have been offended by you!
It was normal for him not to come this time…
But I reckon…I'll have to give you some trouble…
……
Grandmaster Darknorth was underestimating him.
But he didn't think about it.
What did the matters of the Taoist leaders have to do with him?
He only knew that Zhang Zhiwei had once done him a favor.
He would definitely stand on Zhang Zhiwei's side.
Zhang Zhiwei didn't care!
He walked straight ahead…
The group of Jianghu heroes immediately made way for him.
Zhang Zhiwei slowly walked down the mountain.
Everyone stood up and kept a distance from each other before following closely behind.
Even the group of martial arts heroes were excited at this moment and couldn't wait to follow.
……
Zhang Zhiwei walked slowly step by step, as if he was not in a hurry at all.
The large group of people behind him, especially the group of Jianghu people who were watching the show, were very unhappy.
Wasn't Zhang Zhiwei an expert?
Why are you still walking so slowly?
Shouldn't he be able to walk a hundred meters in a single step and descend the mountain in a flash?
Why did he look no different from an ordinary old man?？？
He looked at Zhang Zhiwei's back.
Many people felt strange!
There were a few times when she felt that Zhang Zhiwei wasn't that powerful and was fishing for fame!
He did not have the boldness of an expert at all.
As for the Persian Holy Son, he was scared out of his wits because of the group of Jianghu heroes.
It had nothing to do with Zhang Zhiwei.
"Perhaps…something happened to Zhang Zhiwei?？？Has he lost his cultivation?"
"It's possible. Or maybe Zhang Zhiwei isn't that powerful to begin with!”
"Maybe it's just a bluff…"
The crowd discussed animatedly.
Because they really couldn't see what was so amazing about Zhang Zhiwei.
Even they…seemed to be inferior.
Right at this moment!
On the winding mountain path, a small pavilion appeared.
In the pavilion, four figures stood upright!
Zhang Zhiwei's eyes lit up as he walked over!
" Congratulations, Celestial Master!"
"I didn't think that you would actually become a deva!!”
"This is unbelievable!”
These four people were all Zhang Zhiwei's old friends.
They had discussed the Dao together, roamed the martial world together, and entered a certain dynasty's holy land together!
He was a good friend!
He was once famous in the martial world, but as time passed, he gradually became silent!
As a result, many of his glory had been forgotten.
But now…
When everyone saw these people, they immediately remembered!
He was instantly shocked.
"That…that's Xun Zi!”
"He is the Martial Uncle of the Three Heroes of Qi and Lu of the Great Qin's Sang Hai School of Confucianism, the most senior of the Confucians.”
As the current leader of the Great Qin's scholarly faction, no one knew how long he had lived.
No one knew what level his cultivation had reached.
Great grandmaster?
Or a Deva?
In short, there were rumors in the various empires that although the scholarly faction was mediocre, it was the most hidden faction among the various sects!
Those who reached a certain level of cultivation in the scholarly faction were able to see through the people and cut off the lifeline of the country.
It was extremely terrifying!
Thus, generally speaking, almost no dynasty would offend the scholarly faction.
Master Beiming's expression became quite unsightly!
"Hiss, Xun Zi? He's actually a good friend of my Taoist master?”
"This…isn't this a generation lower?”
Then, someone exclaimed.
"Ghost Valley?"
"That person is actually Phantom Valley!"
"Heavens, isn't Phantom Valley no longer appearing? Why is he here?"
"Do Wei Zhuang and Ge Nie know that Zhang Zhiwei is a good friend of their master?”
Everyone gasped.
…I thought that Zhang Zhiwei was the enemy of everyone in the world, but it turned out that he was not like what ordinary people said!
But as for the next person, no one recognized him!
Someone felt that it was familiar, but he could not recognize who it was. For a moment, he was puzzled.
However, with Gui Gu and Xun Zi before them, the other two were definitely prominent existences in the martial world.
The four from Phantom Valley took the initiative to welcome him.
He saw that his good friend, whom he had not seen for a long time, had a different personality and way of speaking.
Naturally, it was because of the conversation between good friends that there was less distance between them!
"Old fellow, not bad. You're still the same as before, causing trouble the moment you come out!”
"That's right. Only you can ask about the world!”
"But I have to say, we really admire you!”
In these 20 years, the group of good friends had often interacted with each other.
Only Zhang Zhiwei had been in seclusion for 20 years and could not see anyone.
They even thought that Zhang Zhiwei was dead.
Some people even went around asking how Zhang Zhiwei died, wanting to avenge him!
He didn't expect to see it again.
His old friends were excited and talked a lot!
He didn't give Zhang Zhiwei a chance to speak!
A few old friends looked at Zhang Zhiwei for a while, and then their expressions suddenly became strange!
"Hey old man, why are you dressed so plainly?”
"To be honest, you're not an ordinary person now!”
"Your current achievements have surpassed everyone in history, and even caught up to the legendary Emperor Yu!”
"How can you dress like this?"
As he spoke, his old friends began to ridicule him!
" Tsk tsk tsk…Look at this fabric, it's made of linen…"
"It really doesn't feel good!"
"Old man, this doesn't suit your status.”
Zhang Zhiwei raised his eyebrows and was about to speak.
Another person walked over and handed over his sleeve.
"That's right, the clothes you're wearing are really not good!”
"Look at my material. My great-granddaughter bought it for me and even knitted it herself!”
"Touch it…hey, it doesn't look…silky!”
As soon as he finished speaking, another old friend's eyes lit up and came over!
His gaze seemed to be saying that he had finally found a place to insult an old man like him!
A few old friends immediately surrounded him and proudly showed off their clothes.
Some were bought by their daughters-in-law, given by their daughters-in-law, and knitted by their granddaughters!
In short, it was better than Zhang Zhiwei's!
……
Everyone behind Zhang Zhiwei widened their eyes.
What was going on?
How did those famous figures who were rumored to be decisive in killing and had caused many disasters become like this in front of Zhang Zhiwei?
Did he really want to compete with Zhang Zhiwei on everything?
His old friends were still taunting him.
"Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Zhiwei, how can you wear this kind of clothes?”
"You should know that you were the person who dared to barge into the capital of the Great Han Dynasty alone back then. Now, you have boundless divine abilities and your strength can rival the world. Who knows, you might even be the next Emperor Yu or someone who surpasses Emperor Yu!”
On the surface, everyone was exaggerating, but in reality, they were still saying that Zhang Zhiwei's clothes were not good enough and did not match his status at all!
No matter what…she had to wear a beautiful dress to be worthy of him!
Especially when he had to ask Fist World…
It's ridiculous not to wear better clothes?
Zhang Zhiwei only chuckled.
"Hey, you guys are right!"
"The strong should dress better. There's no problem.”
"But I'm just an ordinary person. I'm not considered a big shot!”
"Wearing this is enough!"
"Unlike you!"
After saying that, Zhang Zhiwei sighed, as if he was inferior to others.
He slowly walked down the mountain.
When the four of them heard this, the corners of their mouths twitched.
At that moment, they were roaring in their hearts!
Ordinary people!
You, Zhang Zhiwei, can you be called an ordinary person?？？
Stop joking!
"But then again, Zhang Zhiwei really looks like an ordinary person!”
Suddenly, Phantom Valley became serious!
He frowned.
"Do you guys think…Zhang Zhiwei is above Heaven Breaker?”
"Why do I feel like there's something wrong?”
The faces of his old friends froze. They turned to stare at Zhang Zhiwei's back as he descended the mountain. He seemed a little wasted and lonely, just like an ordinary old man in the mortal world.
"Could it be that Zhang Zhiwei has a problem breaking through?？”
The moment this sentence came out!
Their expressions changed.
"Oh no, maybe there really is a problem!”
"You all know that 20 years ago, this old fellow said that he could break through to the above Celestial Being Realm!”
"But why did you only break through to the above Deva Realm after twenty years?”
"Who knows what's strange about this?"
"It must be…something wrong with his cultivation.”
"Perhaps the day the Yang God left his body three days ago completely destroyed his foundation…He has already become a cripple!”
At the thought of this, their hearts suddenly skipped a beat. It was as if a divine mountain had fallen into their hearts and struck them hard.
Looking at Zhang Zhiwei's back!
Then, they thought of Zhang Zhiwei's sigh.
Immediately, they felt that the sigh did not contain sarcasm. Under their imagination, there was an additional sadness, vicissitudes, and determination!
"Oh no, if Zhang Zhiwei really lost all his cultivation, wouldn't he be sending himself to his death if he went down the mountain?？”
"Damn it. Could it be that this guy is unwilling because he has lost his cultivation and wants to make a name for himself in the martial arts world?”
"But if that's really the case, then he's probably going to die at the foot of the mountain!”
"Oh no, oh no, oh no!"
Xun Zi instantly became anxious!
As Zhang Zhiwei's old friends, how could they watch Zhang Zhiwei die?
"No, we have to stop him!"
"That's right. No matter what, we can't let him leave the mountain today!”
"If the world has to fight, then let us take action. We definitely can't let this old fellow fight!”
"That's right!"
The few of them immediately looked at each other!
His eyes were extremely serious.
They confirmed that they had to stop Zhang Zhiwei from leaving the mountain!
Immediately, they attacked together, and their auras erupted like a flood. Lightning fell to the ground, and the pavilion instantly shattered into powder.
The few of them closed in on Zhang Zhiwei, wanting to bring him back to the mountain.
He wouldn't let him go down the mountain!
"Old man, hurry…"
However, the few of them had yet to say the word "come back".
Suddenly, it was as if he had swallowed three or four walnuts, and his throat was directly stuck, unable to speak!
Because just as they were about to reach Zhang Zhiwei's side!
Zhang Zhiwei suddenly sighed.
Then, an aura quietly spread out.
Immediately after, dust flew up under his feet as if a gentle breeze was rising!
And then!
Zhang Zhiwei's friends and the group of heroes behind him were all dumbfounded!
Because Zhang Zhiwei…was flying!
Riding the wind!
Miles in an instant!
Everyone present was stunned. Their expressions revealed that they could not believe what was happening in front of them!
“？？？！！！”
" Heavens, is this a god??"
"So the legend of a celestial being able to fly in the air is true!”
"Bullsh * t! Even if devas could fly, they couldn't have done it so smoothly!”
"This is not something a human can do!”
"Heavens? Is this really martial arts?"
Zhang Zhiwei and his friends froze on the ground.
He did not react for a moment.
Damn it…
Where were the mortals?？？……
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