Slap!
A crisp slap echoed atop the Taoist Immortal Mountain.
Fu Qing and the other four elders were dumbfounded. Bai Ying, injured by a touch of Black Dragon's terrifying aura, spat blood but still looked up at Xu Fan's figure in the sky with admiration.
Serpentine spiritual beasts naturally held an inexplicable awe for Dragon Might, and Xu Fan's action only broadened Bai Ying's horizons, earning his admiration and submission for a lifetime.
In the ruins, Bai Ying had already experienced Xu Fan's boldness, yet compared to the current situation, Bai Ying realized he had underestimated Xu Fan's audacity!
Which ordinary youngster in the Zhiwei Realm isn't deferential to the Mysterious Light Realm experts? Yet Xu Fan, a mere seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, dared to slap the Taoist Sect Leader Han Kun in the face!
