The Greedy Crowd

At these words, the many powerhouses present exchanged bewildered looks, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Arrogant!" the burly man roared again.

"Just because you're a junior at the Fifth-level Mahayana Realm, you dare spout such wild claims?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Lingtian could not help laughing. "Since all of you think I'm arrogant, why not come and test me?"

Before his voice had even faded, the aura around Yang Lingtian surged explosively, and a terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.

The faces of the many powerhouses present changed drastically, and an intense sense of danger rose in their hearts.

"Fellow Daoists, don't be careless!" Tianhe Shangren hurriedly shouted.

"Although this man is only at the Fifth-level Mahayana Realm, he possesses combat strength comparable to the Mahayana Ninth Layer."

"He must have refined part of the Demigod Power to obtain this strength. But with all of us joining forces, we can certainly take him down!"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded, a trace of determination flashing through their eyes.

Their auras erupted, and the terrifying pressure of more than a dozen Mahayana Ninth Layer powerhouses spread through the void.

Seeing this, a trace of battle intent flashed through Yang Lingtian's eyes. He murmured, "Come on. Let me see just how capable you so-called Peak Mahayana Realm powerhouses really are!"

Yang Lingtian stood in the void, his gaze sweeping over the dozen or so Mahayana Ninth Layer powerhouses surrounding him.

The air was filled with an atmosphere of drawn swords and taut bows, as though a heaven-shaking battle would erupt the next moment.

"Everyone, since you've come, don't hold back."

Yang Lingtian smiled faintly, a hint of provocation in his tone.

Hearing this, anger flashed through their eyes, and they all unleashed their martial techniques, attacking Yang Lingtian.

Countless rays of light