Fang Yang had become the Marquis of Shiwu.
Within the Changkong Clan, Fang Yang's name once again spread far and wide, sparking discussions among all the various families and lineages.
Without a doubt, another peerless prodigy was slowly emerging.
The news that Fang Yang had defeated Sen Cangba and the others so thoroughly that their Dao hearts were damaged spread like wildfire, fanning the flames of discussion even higher.
Even the other Golden Clans had caught wind of the matter, and they were all shaken.
"A new sprout has emerged from a withered tree. The Fang Clan has produced an incredible, peerless genius."
"If I recall correctly, Fang Yang is only twenty, right? How in the world does he cultivate, managing to grasp both 'Dao' and 'Magic' at the same time?"
"It's too outrageous! Suppressing a host of experts all by himself? You've got to be kidding me! It's fake. It's all fake. I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"
