"Why did Wang Mang just go down like that! If they launch an attack, isn't he just throwing his life away as a mere First Layer Divine Condensation cultivator!"
"But the Holy Temple people backed off. There must be some reason!"
"True, the Holy Temple people aren't idiots. There's definitely something special we haven't noticed."
"Did Wang Mang get lucky? I don't see anything special about him."
"I think the key is the Mad Fist the Sect Master passed to Wang Mang. Maybe the Holy Temple people sensed the might of Mad Fist, so they voluntarily retreated."
"Hard to say… might just be a coincidence."
Forget the Holy Temple people not understanding; even those beside Yang Fan had no idea why Wang Mang would do this. Listening to their whispered discussion, Yang Fan watched the scene below calmly, a faint smile on his face.
