The Cang Lang sprinting up the mountain wall stunned almost everyone, whether it was a Central State genius or a Sword Cultivator disciple, because Xie Tian wasn't climbing the mountain, he was running up it.
In just four breaths, Xie Tian, using all fours, easily breached the five hundred zhang midpoint on the mountain. After twelve breaths, he didn't show any sign of stopping and ran past the eight hundred zhang that had left Mu Liang, even with the help of Tian Yuan Grass, utterly exhausted.
He achieved the intermediate standard of the second trial with such ease.
The Sword Cultivator disciples were completely dumbstruck, even forgetting to catch Mu Liang as he fell. Fortunately, a sword controlled by the Third Elder caught Mu Liang, but Mu Liang, equally astounded, forgot to adjust his posture and slammed onto the ground back first.
Intense pain couldn't suppress the inner shock that surged like raging waves!
"Is this Xie Tian's true strength?"