His words were domineering and blunt, leaving no room for negotiation. They instantly enraged the experts of this realm.
"Insolence!"
"What realm are you from, you madman? How dare you run wild in our Spirit Hill Realm!"
"Leave at once, and we will overlook this offense!"
"..."
Almost as soon as his voice faded, four powerful auras shot into the sky from different parts of the Spirit Hill Realm.
Three were at the Void Realm early stage, and one was at the middle stage.
They were the Spirit Hill Realm's four Old Ancestors apart from its conqueror, belonging to the realm's two largest sects.
Their figures flickered, and they instantly appeared on four sides of Jiang Fan, surrounding him.
Their leader, an elder in yellow robes with an austere face, swept his piercing gaze over Jiang Fan. Sensing his peak Emperor Realm cultivation, he was first stunned, then furious.
"A mere peak Emperor Realm cultivator dares spout such arrogant words and treat our Spirit Hill Realm as nothing?"
"No matter which realm's conqueror you are, you will remain here today!"
Jiang Fan could not be bothered to waste words.
With a sudden movement, he vanished from where he stood.
Seeing this, the yellow-robed elder shouted harshly.
"Hmph!"
"You even dare strike first!"
He formed seals with both hands. The earth beneath his feet rumbled, and countless enormous earthen-yellow hands materialized, grabbing at every possible path Jiang Fan might take.
Yet Jiang Fan was unimaginably fast.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared before a gray-haired elder at the Void Realm early stage on his left.
The elder was alarmed. Armor of earth and stone instantly formed around him, and he threw a punch.
The force of his punch was as heavy as a mountain, bearing straight down on Jiang