Return of the Commanding Rights

Wang Yan had admitted defeat.

An autumn wind appeared to blow past the messy mountaintop, lifting some stone fragments and withered leaves. Everyone was startled as they looked at Wang Yan, who was leaning against a rock with his eyes shut. A moment later, a somewhat complicated emotion finally surged out from their eyes.

Wang Yan had lost… even the current most outstanding younger generation member, Ying Xiaoxiao lost to him. Yet, he had actually lost… moreover, the person whom he lost to, was a new disciple who had joined the Dao sect for less than a year.

This ending was clearly one that no one had predicted.

“This guy… is truly amazing.”

Many disciples looked to each other and saw the sincere admiration from each other’s shock-filled eyes.