Ancient sayings go, "Without seeing Taishan, one does not know the height of a mountain! Without crossing the vast sea, one does not know the breadth of the sea!"
Before Li Mujian was on Hong Kong Island, there were only a handful of his peers who could match him.
Li Mujian thought himself invincible in talent, a standout among the young generation in the realm of magic.
Not until he came to the mainland and met top cultivators did he realize he was but a frog in a well in Hong Kong, ignorant of the vastness of the world.
Compared to true top cultivators, he was nothing but an ant.
At this moment, Taoist Jing Chen was unaware of what Li Mujian was thinking.
He was here solely to subdue demons.
Taoist Jing Chen leaped down, entering the mountain.
As he landed, he faced a huge white tiger demon.
Just as Taoist Jing Chen was about to make a move, he sensed the aura from the tiger demon and hesitated.
Then, sensing something, he glanced into the cave behind the tiger demon.
