The Holy Hall had another member advance to the top sixteen, and the returning Zhou Qian received a warm welcome.
And compared to the brutal condition of Zhang Xiaopang and Suo Ming, Master Zhou's victory had been so casual and effortless that he felt a little embarrassed.
In truth, he had no reason to be. This was his ability, a terrifying power that, once perfected, would make countless Cultivators shrink back in fear.
Strength comes from within.
Standing firm once more, Zhou Qian raised his head, confidence building bit by bit in his heart.
Feng Jin clapped silently. The surrounding disciples of the Power Sect couldn't help but sigh in admiration. They had witnessed Zhou Qian's strength before; one could only say his ability was heaven-defying. Unless one's speed reached the absolute limit, they would likely be controlled by Zhou Qian.
