Central Square.
The news flooded in like a tidal wave, spreading in all directions with the speed of lightning, as if determined to shroud the entire Lingjing City.
Dark clouds pressed down on the city, threatening to crush it; countless people were utterly stunned.
Everyone knew.
Since the morning, Li Ze had already publicly declared he would challenge Chen Zhong, and boasted loudly that for him, killing Shen Zhong was like slaughtering a dog.
All through the afternoon.
This Young Master Li Ze, the youngest among the Dao Sect's direct bloodline heirs, really did slaughter his way through the field, sweeping all before him, practically invincible.
Especially that last bout—one sword, three heads.
He shocked tens of thousands on the spot.
But now…
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who could have imagined this?
A mere lackey under Shen Zhong's command…
Even the lackey is this strong—then just how terrifying is the master they serve?
