Chang Tianhua's malice was completely undisguised. With Song Changsheng's sharp Spiritual Sense, he naturally noticed it and wasn't the least bit surprised.
The two were mortal enemies to begin with. It would be stranger if he *didn't* come looking for trouble.
He wasn't worried about Chang Tianhua. Although he was well-known, it was for his infamy, not his prestige. He was just a bully who threw his weight around thanks to his status as the Young Sect Leader.
Song Changsheng wasn't worried about him in the slightest. The guy was just a good-for-nothing...
Time passed without them noticing. The several Foundation Establishment Cultivators present suddenly opened their eyes in unison. Song Xianyun spoke in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoists, the time has come. Please, let us work together to open the Wutong Secret Realm!"
"As we should."
The others nodded one after another, rising to their feet and walking to the thick trunk of the Parasol Tree.
