"Who dares act so outrageously here?"
"How dare you slander Venerable Yao? With his status, who are you to malign him? You even dare spout such nonsense in Danta!"
The moment those words rang out, they immediately stirred the outrage of countless people. Tens of thousands in the arena were both shocked and enraged, the sheer momentum beyond words.
One had to know that these tens of thousands were all Alchemists!
As Alchemists, who among them had not heard of Old Man Yao's deeds? Who did not regard him as an idol worthy of lifelong pursuit?
It could be said that with a single remark, this mysterious visitor had thoroughly offended the vast majority of Alchemists to the bitter end!
"Courting death!"
On the stands, Xuan Yi's elegant expression vanished entirely. Killing intent flashed in her eyes as she prepared to step forward and kill him.
Yet just as she tapped the ground with the tip of her foot and prepared to shoot into the sky, Old Man Yao, as though he had expected this, raised a hand and caught her sleeve.
"Xuan Yi, don't act rashly."
"Yao Chen, do you even know what you're saying? This man has damaged more than just your reputation!"
Xuan Yi's lovely face turned icy as she abruptly looked back, only to see an unusually grave expression on Old Man Yao's face, even carrying a trace of apprehension.
He slowly shook his head and murmured heavily, "You can't."
"..."
In an instant, Xuan Yi seemed to realize something. Her pupils shrank to pinpoints, and the power she had gathered instantly dissipated. Her jade hand, clenched so tightly it had gone white, fell weakly to her side.
She knew well that a clan capable of making even Old Man Yao wary could only have come