The silence between heaven and earth lasted only a moment. In the next instant, contemptuous laughter suddenly erupted from the crowd of several hundred cultivators:
"Hahaha... How laughable. At a time like this, you still dare to make threats."
"Truly courting death. No one in my Han Ning Sect has ever dared threaten us."
"What arrogance. Even when a Mahayana Senior comes to my Han Ning Sect, they are always courteous. What gives you the confidence to act with even greater force than a Mahayana Senior?"
Rebukes and jeers rose one after another, their voices echoing across the scene and stirring echoes among the surrounding mountains.
"How ignorant of the heights of heaven and depths of earth. I wonder what remote corner you crawled out of to dare claim that you will exterminate my Han Ning Sect. Even if you truly are Mahayana, the three of you alone could never possibly break through my Han Ning Sect's protective formation and slaughter my sect."
The old woman shouted coldly. She waved her arm, causing the several hundred cultivators forming the surrounding formation to prepare for battle.
The old woman's heart was far from calm. That early Profound Tier cultivator on the other side was far too composed—so composed that she could not see the depths of his confidence. Ordinarily, when a Profound Tier cultivator faced a super sect that had stood in the Cultivation World for countless years, they would inevitably feel awe.
Yet now, the other party had actually blocked the gates of Han Ning Sect. Not only did he show no fear whatsoever, he even appeared extremely confident. In her nearly ten thousand years of cultivation, this was the first time the old woman had encountered such a situation.
Previously, she had never encountered anything like it, nor had