As soon as Chen Yuan spoke out, the faces of the countless onlookers in the square changed dramatically.
This young man was openly provoking them, wasn't he seeking death?
It was known that this place was the secret sect's territory and, at this moment, on the peak of Tianyu Mountain, the immortals of the East were gathered.
"Hehehe, these common martial artists have poor cultivation, but they sure are good at showing off."
By Sikong Chao's side, a young man in a Taoist robe spoke with a sneer on his lips.
This youth was from an ancient relic in Ma Country, and his family also had Earth Immortal Strong People at the helm.
Hui Tianze's own cultivation had reached the peak of the Middle-stage Saint Realm. Yet, he was only around twenty years old, and his talents were unparalleled.
"Hehe, these ordinary martial artists are just sharp-tongued. I don't even remember how many such martial artists I've killed," another martial artist from a different desolate land laughed coldly.
