But their former arrogance had vanished, replaced by awe toward the unknown power I had displayed.
Still, not all of them had completely lost their nerve. An immortal from Wufeng City, dressed in its robes, finally gritted his teeth and stepped forward, saying coldly, "Our Elder Huan stopped you just now. May I ask where he has gone?"
I pointed at the ground and said, "He mishandled the flying ship and crashed to his death. It had nothing to do with me."
"What did you say?! Elder Huan..." The other party stared at me in shock before rushing back to his own flying ship. After barely managing to start it, he hurried off in the direction I had come from. He was probably going to look for his brother.
At that moment, I clearly saw the expressions of several Nascent Soul Realm immortals change. Though some wore looks of shock, most had a hint of amusement in their eyes. Their attitude was obvious: they wanted to watch Wufeng City suffer.
Even Mu Xian Continent was not a solid block. There were always both righteous and evil factions, and thus people who disliked Wufeng City as well. A tree that grew too tall would attract the wind—this was no joke.
I turned toward those Nascent Soul Realm immortals, gave them a simple salute according to the customs of Yunmo Continent, and asked, "I am Xia Yitian of Luomu Valley. Which of you are from Yunsa Dock, and which are from Qilong Temple? Or what sects do the rest of you belong to? Could you all introduce yourselves? Let's get acquainted and establish some friendly ties."
I took the initiative to ease the atmosphere, and three or four immortals immediately became eager to step forward. Three of them hurried out, one of