"Well done. Stand to the side."
Excitement spread across Bu Junjie's face. He promptly stepped aside and stood there obediently.
As Luo Chen spoke, the Luo Tian Association's Qi Refining Stage cultivators emerged one after another.
United in their anger, they glared at the people surrounding the Luo Tian Association's compound.
Luo Chen looked over calmly. Two factions!
The Qu Family stood at the forefront. Those watching with smiles from behind must be the Divine Water Sect Duan Feng had mentioned.
Both were vassals of the Ice Fortress, and both coveted the Luo Tian Association's compound.
With Luo Chen's arrival, the surroundings gradually fell silent.
Calm, yet taut as a drawn bow!
"Bullying your juniors with your greater cultivation? Fellow Daoist, you have no shame."
His voice was calm, but an uproar broke out among the Qu Family cultivators.
Qu Zhenbiao's face twitched. Never before had someone called him shameless in front of so many people.
He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.
With a smile that never reached his eyes, he said, "Respect has always been won through strength. You look young, Fellow Daoist. I imagine you haven't cultivated for long and don't know the rules of the Cultivation World!"
"Oh? You mean to bully me because I'm young?" Luo Chen raised an eyebrow.
Qu Zhenbiao sneered. "This isn't about your age. Spirit Land belongs to those capable of holding it. It was one thing when the Luo Tian Association occupied this place before, but now, of its Foundation Establishment Cultivators, one has left, one is injured, and one is missing. For you to keep holding it is a reckless waste of a precious resource."
Luo Chen slowly shook his head. "Whether it's wasted isn't for you to decide. The Ice Fortress will make that judgment."
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