Some observant people even secretly looked at the old Taoist lying on the ground, whining like a dead dog, and couldn't help but wonder in their hearts.
How could an old immortal, so proficient in Taoist techniques, not withstand even a single punch from that sickly young master of the Baili family.
He took just one punch and was wailing on the ground.
Are all the experts coming from the Immortal Mountain like this?
Perhaps the gap in expectations was too big, the way the old Taoist was knocked down with one punch was too pitiful, making everyone question his true abilities. Their hurried steps huddling closer came to a halt, as they observed from a not too far yet not too close distance.
