Mao Lang was baffled. He couldn't believe his eyes.
Was there such a powerful cultivator hiding inside the Primordial Dragon Empire?
And as soon as he thought about the upper-stage cultivators of the Primordial Dragon Empire, his eyes widened as the identity of the man he was fighting with became clear.
It was then that he remembered a conversation with Lin Feng.
He was boasting to him to reassure Lin Feng's heart when he had been injured by the sect master:
"Brat, you should have let me take control. No one would've been able to touch you with me there."
Lin Feng, who had just begun healing his wound with the help of the Divine Wood Pearl, groaned:
"Yes, Senior. You are powerful, but I didn't want to reveal your existence while I'm in this empire."
Mao Lang, genuinely curious to know the reason, asked:
"Huh? But why?"
Lin Feng sighed and replied while ignoring the pain from his wound:
