A curtain of light enveloped the island.
Outside the curtain of light, the Northern Region martial artists continued to jeer and hurl abuse, but the Eastern Region martial artists within no longer paid them any heed. Instead, they watched them with cold smiles.
That look, that smile—it was as if they were telling the Northern Region martial artists... Wait for death!
The Northern Region camp also noticed the Eastern Region martial artists' change. From their fierce resistance at the beginning to their cold smiles now, only half an hour had passed.
Something major must have happened on the Eastern Region martial artists' island during that half an hour. Otherwise, this group of enraged martial artists could not possibly have calmed down. "Saint Son Bu Junfeng, the Eastern Region martial artists haven't shown any reaction to our insults!" A black-robed Northern Region martial artist came before Bu Junfeng and several other top Saint Sons of the Northern Region and truthfully reported the situation on the island.
"Not a single reaction?" Saint Son Bu Junfeng of the Soul Refinement Sect was somewhat puzzled. "That shouldn't be. These Eastern Region martial artists are all pampered young masters who have been spoiled rotten since childhood, treated like precious treasures by everyone around them. Within their sects, they're Saint Sons and top martial artists, second only to the sect masters and above tens of thousands of others."
"How could they possibly endure such abuse?"
Bu Junfeng felt that something was strange.
"At first, when we challenged and insulted them, the Eastern Region martial artists were indeed furious and seething with rage!"
"But for some unknown reason, they suddenly calmed down."
"Moreover, when they looked at us again, although there was a curtain of light between us, we could still sense the killing intent radiating from