Chapter 362: The Test
Li Musheng withdrew his gaze from Zhao Kuang. His expression betrayed nothing, "Then tell me, where is your father?"
The words fell into absolute silence. Every martial world expert in the hall shifted their eyes back and forth between Li Musheng and Zhao Kuang.
One by one they fixed Zhao Kuang with sharp, hard stares. The meaning was plain enough: if he produced the Great Xuan emperor, so be it. If not, they would cut him down where he stood.
At this, Zhao Kuang said nothing further. He circulated his true qi and struck the surrounding walls with several consecutive palms.
At once a sound of grinding metal rang out, and the section of wall Zhao Kuang had struck began rippling like the surface of water.
The heavy iron wall then broke apart into hundreds upon hundreds of rapidly shifting iron blocks that rearranged themselves into the outline of a doorway roughly one zhang in height.
Zhao Kuang struck out with several more palms, and the iron blocks within the doorway outline assembled into a heavy door that slowly swung open.
Only then did Zhao Kuang turn back to Li Musheng, "Please follow me."
With that, Zhao Kuang stepped forward through the open door without hesitation.