The confrontation between Yang Peng's group and Young Master Moon shocked everyone.
The Martial Artists gathered before Wangchuan City were no weaklings; they could all discern the cultivation levels of the newcomers.
A group whose strongest member was merely at the Fifth Layer of the Soul Gathering Realm wouldn't be a match for Young Master Moon even if they all attacked together. And yet, they had the courage to confront him, which stirred complex feelings among the onlookers.
After his expression flickered, a playful smile spread across Young Master Moon's face. He stared at Yang Peng and said tauntingly, "You want me to let them go? Are you sure you have what it takes?"
It was true that the auras of a few of them were imposing, but he was one of the Ten Great Young Masters of the Celestial Yang Continent. Why would he ever take a few Martial Artists from the first Starry Ancient Road seriously?
Yang Peng didn't answer. Instead, his aura surged, growing ever more powerful.
