"Whoosh!"
Wind howled and waves were raging. The sun was descending and the golden rays of sunlight shone over the lake. There were glitters like golden scales.
Meanwhile.
Cultivators in countless cities and sects were looking at the young man in an azure robe. They watched him step on Mount Emperor and Divine General Mangya, who used to be invincible a hundred thousand years in the past.
Before Chen Fan came…
Many people thought he was digging his own grave and some thought he was only pretending. A lot of people also thought that victory had gone to his head and that he had no idea about how powerful Mount Emperor was.
Elder Yuelon, Hua Nonyin and Wu Wendin were also worried about Chen Fan and thought that what he had done was unwise.