Inside the General's Mansion's council hall, the atmosphere was as heavy and scorching as congealed magma. Over a dozen retainer guests looked at one another, their eyes filled with disbelief. The youngest among them was over eight hundred years old and had weathered countless storms, yet none had ever heard of such an absurd matter.
"A Greater Heavenly Immortal not even a hundred years old? And able to fight across five minor realms without defeat?" A white-bearded and white-haired old man shook his head, the teacup in his hand rattling crisply from his trembling, "I have lived for three thousand years, and I have never heard of such a thing! This is simply too outrageous."
"Bai Wuchen has always been steady; he surely wouldn't speak idly..." another middle-aged retainer guest dressed in green robes said in a low voice, though the look of doubt between his brows remained heavy.
Chapter 797