The hundreds of thousands of cultivators who saw the event were rendered speechless, and a chill ran down their backs. The hot-tempered ones from before also felt their hearts tremble, and they did not dare to say a single word.
To them, power was everything, and Su Ming showed his by controlling the Sacred Wood that no one had been able to refine for countless years.
The hundreds of thousands of cultivators in the area knew just how powerful Su Ming was for having been able to do such a thing. His strength had already surpassed theirs by far.
No one could say who was the first to wrap their fist in their palm to bow to Su Ming, but soon, the others followed suit and wrapped their fists in their palms and bowed to Su Ming. Respect coming from the bottom of their hearts appeared on their faces.
This was power, and to them, everything in the world was decided by power.
Preview to the next chapter: Su Ming, I Want to Cry…
Proof that Su Ming is also bald crane's best friend.
Also, what exactly happened to bald crane, and who exactly is bald crane?
I will never know.
Bald crane is the greatest mystery in PoT.