Mu Rong felt that her eight decades of life had been wasted.
10 years old… If Lu Sheng had not mentioned this, she would not have remembered that this child before her eyes was only 10 years old.
Mu Rong glanced at the disciples in the pagoda who were gazing at them with stunned expressions. If she had allowed Pang Sicheng to take Tang Qingqing away, she would be insulting the name of the Taiyi Path.
She considered stopping this child, but his force was not much inferior compared to hers. He was almost at the rank of a Martial Emperor. Wait! Martial Emperor!?
The look in Mu Rong's changed. When she returned her gaze to Lu Sheng, she was giving him a different look.
A 10-year-old Martial Emperor? This was impossible!
Although there had been geniuses brimming with natural endowments throughout history where some of them were born with super strength, none of them were as mind-blowing as this.