Ye Xiwen was not an especially domineering person by nature, but having reached this point, he naturally understood that he could not show even the slightest weakness now.
No one spoke. Then, a piercing voice suddenly rang out. "Ye Xiwen, you are merely a junior who has cultivated for less than ten thousand years. What right do you have to be the alliance leader?"
The crowd immediately erupted in an uproar. Though these were the very thoughts in many people's hearts, whoever dared shout them out on an occasion like this truly had to be courting death. Did he really want to die?
Even if Ye Xiwen was not as terrifying as the rumors claimed, Hidden King's strength was universally acknowledged. Otherwise, the crowd would never have so readily submitted to Hidden Valley and joined this Hidden Alliance.
Looking over, they saw a massive ferocious beast—an evil dragon. With Three Heads Six Arms and a body of golden radiance, it looked magnificent and resplendent, like the Protector of the Dharma Heavenly Dragon beside a Buddha.
An exceedingly tyrannical aura emanated from its body.
Ye Xiwen was not angered. He merely said calmly, "You say I am unqualified. Then are you qualified?"
"Though I am not qualified, whether in martial prowess or seniority, is there anyone in the Hidden Alliance stronger than Hidden King? I nominate Hidden King to serve as the Hidden Alliance's leader!" Now that he had laid everything bare, the evil dragon naturally no longer bothered concealing his wariness of Ye Xiwen. Or rather, he had never feared Ye Xiwen in the first place. Otherwise, he would not have come out to cause trouble.
Everyone's gaze focused upon the two of them. They all wanted to see what Ye Xiwen would do when faced with such a public