Chapter 38: Refining the Sword Pendant

Zhao Letian's strength far exceeded the expectations of the Galaxy Sect's Five Tigers, in fact, it wildly surpassed their predictions, defeating all five of them with a single palm strike, which was terrifying.

"Could it be, the rumors are false? Does he still possess the peak level strength of the Primordial Martial Ninth Realm?"

The Galaxy Sect's Five Tigers stared at Zhao Letian, who stood with his hands clasped behind his back at the bow of the boat, the same question arising in their minds.

"Are there any other people on this island?" Zhao Letian urged the boat forward quickly and spoke indifferently, as if nothing had happened just moments ago.

"No, just the five of us, brothers." The young Martial Artist from the small success stage of the Primordial Martial Ninth Realm instinctively responded.

"Very good, you may leave. I need to borrow this island for a while," Zhao Letian said calmly.