The members of the True Martial Sect were incredibly excited, each trembling with excitement. Taoist Longshan let out a long breath, his eyes full of relief. He wasn't afraid of death, only afraid that these disciples still growing strong would die with him, and that would be a real pity.
Taoist Longshan, Ye Qinghe, and a few others who knew Ning Qi's identity felt somewhat reassured. The other third-generation disciples stared wide-eyed, filled with shock and excitement:
"Ninth Master Uncle is actually this powerful?"
Although they didn't know Ning Qi's exact age, they knew he was very, very young.
The next moment.
The Red Sun Martial Saint answered their doubts.
"Which fellow Daoist has descended?" The Red Sun Martial Saint was somewhat uncertain and surprised.
