"Is it that difficult? Just knock down a few who have reached the Banhu Realm, and it's done," Tan Shuchang said. After all, having cultivated to the Banhu Realm, what's the point of talking about seniority and balance?
"So, how would you feel if I knocked you down a peg?" That voice snorted coldly.
And with that voice falling, a terrifying murderous intent surged from beyond the heavens, from the earth beneath, from the void, and from the Long River of Time, unceasingly gushing forth.
In just an instant, it enveloped Tan Shuchang.
This was the authority of a Fake Immortal King!
And not just any Fake Immortal King could wield such power. There were seven Fake Immortal Kings, but only one could marshal such force.
But at that moment, another power emerged, feeble as it was. Incredibly, the moment it appeared, the power of the Heavenly Fall Immortal Venerable had to recede.
