The Arena Opens, Suppressing the Geniuses of Archaic Desolate

"Have you heard? Everyone the Chen Clan sent lost."

"I heard about it long ago. I never expected the geniuses of the Xuantian Small World to be so terrifying."

"Sigh, the Ye Clan is up next. I wonder if they can hold the line."

"Hold my ass. If you ask me, not a single descendant in the entire Archaic Desolate Realm is a match for that person."

"What about Chen Wen? He should have a chance, right? Didn't they say he killed disciples from the Xuantian Small World beyond the Domain Dao?"

"Chen Wen? Heh, can you stop blowing smoke? With that personality of his, if he really had that ability, he would've stepped forward long ago."

"There hasn't been a peep from him so far. He's probably chickened out and become a turtle hiding in its shell."

"If you ask me, it's all that Chen Wen's fault. If he hadn't killed the top ten disciples on the Heaven Ranking, would our Archaic Desolate Realm be this passive? Would we be this humiliated?"

"Damn, if you hadn't mentioned it, I really wouldn't have realized. It really is like that."

"See? Some things are just that people can't see their true essence. But can't I?"

"..."

"Let's go. We'll return to the Ye Clan first and talk later."

Listening to the discussions drifting in from all around, Chen Wen spoke to Chen Hongmian beside him.

At this moment, he still looked like Jiang Feng, so no one recognized him.

"Alright." Chen Hongmian nodded, not objecting to the plan.

Very soon, the two rented a flying spirit beast and vanished directly into the sky.

At the same time, at the Ye Clan.

Ye Fan and Ye Kuang sat on the raised platform.

Below them sat the elders, along with Chen Badao and