A man who had once framed Wang Meng and his friends now received their unimaginable trust. Who would have guessed that this very same Zhou Qian had once nearly gotten Wang Meng and Zhang Xiaojiang killed right after they first joined the Holy Hall?
The Holy Hall's current glory might never have come to be.
But all he saw from them was concern. 'A man doesn't just live for himself,' he thought. 'I can't back down from this fight. If I retreat, it means I was wrong. But I'm not wrong now!'
"Fine. Let me see this so-called 'right' of yours. Wipe that cowardly look off your face and use your strength to show me what's right!"
BOOM...
Elemental Power erupted. Feng Jin's body instantly turned a translucent gold. His figure didn't expand, but the Dueling Platform itself seemed to tremble.
This was the Secret Skill of a Body Cultivator—Power God Projection!
