The Martial Saints of the Southern Border were filled with amazement and awe. At this moment, Hua Menghuang stood high above them all, her demeanor indifferent and her gaze contemptuous, as if an ancient god of war had descended among them.
"It's done, just like that?" a young Martial Saint from the Ji Clan said with a face full of astonishment, finding it hard to fathom what was unfolding before his eyes.
"Qing, Menghuang has not only learned your moves, but she has also improved upon them!" exclaimed Butterfly Sword Martial Saint Ji Limin, her face brimming with excitement as she clutched tightly onto Sword Tao Hong Yuan's arm.
"If my disciple isn't destined to be the Great Dream Emperor, then who in the world could be?" Hong Yuan simply squinted and chuckled, exuding a tranquil and confident demeanor that others could only envy.
