The followers initially gazed at Xia Feng with uncertainty, but now their expressions had turned to one of fervent reverence.
They dared not disturb Xia Feng's enlightenment, consciously lowering their voices as they tidied up the corpses of the Low Tone Sect prodigies while exchanging whispers among themselves.
"Did you see that? The lord effortlessly dealt with over a hundred prodigies of the Low Tone Sect. Dispatching these prodigies was even easier than killing chickens."
Lu Ziqian keenly overheard this remark, feeling a surge of pride for Xia Feng in his heart.
"Hmph, what are the prodigies of the Low Tone Sect? Back at the entrance, the lord subdued all the trial-takers in a single moment."
"And now, over a hundred prodigies are hardly worth mentioning at all."
"However, even now, I have not figured out how the lord managed to eliminate those people."
