If this could be endured, what could not?
Compared with human cultivators, Ancient Demons had tempers that were violent to the extreme to begin with. When had Yanshan Ancestor ever suffered such humiliation? Three talismans, again and again and yet again, had been snatched away by someone else.
Damn it!
If a tiger did not show its might, did you really take me for a sick cat?
Today, he would make your blood splash within five steps!
The old monster's brows shot upright, and a heart-stopping aura burst forth.
This time, he had been thoroughly enraged and was no longer willing to suppress himself in the slightest.
Cries of alarm reached their ears. The nearby Ancient Demons' faces were filled with terror, and they scattered like birds and beasts.
When the city gate caught fire, the fish in the moat suffered; they had no desire to be dragged into a conflict of this level.
A bitter smile appeared on Fu Tianheng's face. As the host, he naturally could not stay out of it. Yet what could he do? He did not dare step forward to stop a Spirit Division stage old monster. Yanshan Ancestor was famous for his cruelty and bloodlust.
"Senior, please calm your anger. For the sake of the Fu Family, please do not lose your temper, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what? Could it be you dare threaten this old man?"
Yanshan Ancestor abruptly turned his head. His originally murky eyes were now bright as lightning. The instant their gazes met, Fu Tianheng gave a sharp shiver, and a chill shot straight up from the bottom of his heart. He actually did not dare look directly into the other man's eyes again.
His scalp went numb, as though he had fallen into an ice cavern. That feeling was extremely unbearable,