Riding the white dragon, the youth who had been shocked by Ghost God Mountain's collapse froze upon hearing the Sun Moon Island cultivators' words, then sneered. "Hm... You want me to bow to them? Are you serious? Why the hell should I bow to them?!"
"Outrageous! At a time like this, you still dare disrespect the deities!"
"You must be tired of living! You are humiliating the deities who have just entered the world!"
"Do you really think the deities will not show their might?"
The Sun Moon Island cultivators were all extremely agitated, loudly berating An Bulang.
There were a full eighteen deities!
Just one deity could easily crush that youth who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.
The more the youth disrespected the deities, the more excited they became. They all hoped the deities would make an example of him upon emerging, casually kill the Primordial Continent's strongest man first, and warn the rest.
Sure enough, all eighteen deities turned to look at the youth riding the white dragon.
Radiating countless beams of divine light and carrying majestic auras, they moved toward the youth.
"Hehehe... An Bulang, keep being arrogant! Keep on being arrogant! So what if you are powerful? You have offended the supreme deities. Even if your strength reaches the heavens, you will still be crushed into the dust..." Song Wei, Sun Moon Island's Grand Elder, murmured with a vicious gaze and a cold sneer.
The eighteen deities arrived before the youth with supreme auras, as though they were about to strike with thunderous force.
Yet what confused everyone was that these deities were looking at the youth with tears in their eyes, their expressions somewhat strange.
The next moment, a scene that all the top factions would never forget for the rest