As soon as these words blurted out of Snow Old's mouth, they resonated like a ground-shaking thunder here.
Directly making the expressions of several people here change to different degrees under such transformations.
The expressions on their faces all seemed somewhat serious.
"Snow Old, who is this person? How dare he come here."
The person speaking was a sturdy man, and as he spoke, an aura reaching the peak of lord cultivation was circulating incessantly.
The boiling battle intent in his words also did not hide at all.
It seems he has already developed great interest in the arriving person.
"Snow Old, what is this person's cultivation level?"
As soon as the sturdy man's words fell, another person inquired.
This asker was an old man, who spoke casually like an ordinary person, yet here, nobody dared treat him as a common man.
Having heard the inquiries of two people consecutively, Snow Old felt some helplessness and sighed a little.
