Shen Qian had already destroyed those eight-star "Literary Ranks," so anyone still hostile toward him was undoubtedly targeting him personally.
Twenty billion worth of martial arts resources, a hundred years of residency rights in Earth's Core City, and a Wang Hou's promise...
Fewer than twenty thousand people was actually far below Shen Qian's expectations.
"Listen to me! Shen Qian must already be at the end of his rope!"
A peak Mountain Sea Martial Artist stepped forward and shouted, "Don't swarm him all at once. It would be best to split into several waves and attack in turns, in case he still has some desperate trump card!"
"Xia Yanjun, Weng Tianye... don't hold back either. As for who takes Shen Qian's life in the end, let each rely on their own ability!"
The martial artist named at the end were all peak Mountain Sea Martial Artists present. Each was a renowned figure in Earth's Core City, and there were nearly a hundred of them gathered here.
Shen Qian could not help marveling at the accuracy of Wu Wei's intelligence. Nearly every face matched the list Wu Wei had given him.
Earlier, when Shen Qian had faced the charge of ten thousand people, he had appeared as steady as a mountain. Yet he had remained vigilant all along. He knew that these mere hundred people were the real threat. No matter how numerous the rest of the rabble were, they ultimately could not pose a lethal danger to him.
But those who could reach the peak of the Mountain Sea Realm were clearly not reckless fools. While the crowd had charged and fought just now, they had almost all remained on the sidelines, and even now, their combat strength remained nearly intact.
And Shen Qian knew that the threat did not come