"I was going to argue with him, but who would've thought he really was this arrogant, actually daring to hit people! Fine, let's all go together. I refuse to believe that so many of us can't beat one man!" Seeing that the Embodiment Grand Perfection expert had suddenly stopped speaking, the Embodiment Realm early-stage cultivator I had just slapped flying immediately stood up and stirred up everyone's hostility.
Among the group of immortals, a few naturally voiced their agreement at once. A cruel smile tugged at the corner of my mouth as I said, "Then come at me together. I was able to take Bi Gao's head from among the hundred thousand immortal cultivators of Windspirit City. There don't seem to be that many of you here—I can probably kill several more experts."
As soon as those words fell, their righteous indignation was instantly doused as though a bucket of cold water had been poured over them, and they fell silent. The seasoned and steady ones naturally knew how formidable I was, so they stopped talking. The mischievous ones had wanted to cause trouble, but with even their leaders afraid to move, how would these weaklings dare attack and court death?
"What? Cat got your tongues? So we can talk things over properly now?" I asked with a cold laugh. These immortal clans only respected fists. If your fists weren't hard enough, they only wanted to bully people. They were all ruthless and vicious, so there was no need to show them any courtesy.
Wo Sheng watched as I frightened these people into silence with a slap and a few words. He was probably cheering inwardly as well. He had likely been annoyed with them for a long time, but it had been difficult for him to deal with them