Yang La only now truly felt Chen Qing's charisma, realizing what kind of hero was contending with his master, Yan Shiyin, for supremacy.
A Divine Book capable of being passed down through generations.
A Divine Book that could bless countless ages.
Even a Great Sect like the Dao Sect could treat this Divine Book as their treasured heirloom.
And yet, it was being given away for free!
If Chen Qing really did this, then perhaps all cultivators in Nanli possessing the Power Gu would have to address Chen Qing with reverence as "Mr." upon seeing him.
At that time, public sentiment would be evident.
This was the greatest blow to the Mystic Gate Army, a strategy of cutting the roots, completely shattering the foundation of Yan Shiyin's effort to win people over.
"It's only been two or three months, and during this time, they had to conduct their own trials."
"Considering this, they spent no more than a month writing it."
"It probably won't succeed."
