The middle-aged man from the Cloud Dragon Clan saw that Chen Yu ignored him again, his expression gradually turning cold.
This was the second time Chen Yu had ignored his words.
At this moment, the "Sky Mountain Emperor" moved forward, releasing the aura of a Peak of Mid-stage Xuanming Realm, creating a suffocating atmosphere with grayish-white clouds swirling around, forming a cage of clouds.
"Join the Cloud Dragon Clan, or die, choose one."
The Sky Mountain Emperor said, somewhat impatiently.
The Golden Stone King and Senior Xu stood aside, communicating secretly.
"Can Chen Yu withstand the might of the Cloud Dragon Clan?"
Senior Xu asked via sound transmission.
He did not know much about Chen Yu.
"This... I'm not sure either."
The Golden Stone King hesitated to answer.
