As Yang Jian finished speaking, every officer in the tent turned to look at him, their gazes converging on him, their expressions uncertain and alarmed.
One general could not help asking, "What do you mean, General Yang Jian? Could the defender of Golden Rooster Ridge truly have such a shocking background?"
Yang Jian swept his gaze around the room, his expression extremely grave as he spoke slowly. "You all know that I once traveled through the Immortal Realm and have seen a thing or two."
Everyone nodded, growing even more curious as the atmosphere became increasingly tense.
Unable to contain his impatience, Nezha hurried forward and urged, "Big Brother Yang Jian, don't keep us in suspense! Tell us quickly—who exactly is this Kong Xuan, to make you so wary?"
Yang Jian let out a long breath of Turbid Qi. His tone was heavy, and every word was startling. "I have only heard his legends and never had the fortune to meet him. Kong Xuan is the descendant of Dao Venerable Yuan Feng, ruler of the Phoenix Clan among the ancient innate Three Clans. His cultivation reaches the heavens and earth. He once swept across the Primordial Wilderness undefeated and bears the supreme title of the number one beneath the saints!"
The moment those words fell, the entire tent was stunned!
Everyone's pupils contracted sharply, their hearts shaking violently.
Dao Venerable Yuan Feng's descendant!
The number one beneath the saints!
Either identity alone was enough to crush the vast majority of cultivators in the world. He was a towering existence beyond the reach of ordinary immortal generals.
The tent instantly fell deathly silent, a heavy and oppressive atmosphere enveloping everyone.
Their faces were filled with panic as they looked toward Yang Jian, helpless yet hopeful. "If that is truly the case,