Lin Fan, clutching the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi, and his ghost gods watched this scene with complex expressions. In truth, among everyone present, only Lin Fan and his ghost gods could witness what was unfolding.
"Master, shouldn't those who cultivate the Dao have very good tempers?" the ghost god whispered, looking in awe at the elderly man in Taoist robes raining down a flurry of furious blows.
"Shh," Lin Fan hushed him. "They go into Daoist cultivation precisely because their tempers are bad. I just didn't expect Grandmaster Sanfeng to still be as fiery as a furnace at eight hundred years old."
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