The Battle for Supremacy Begins

Amid the clamorous discussion, Nan Zhetian's expression darkened.

He had never imagined that, as the ancestor of the Southern Dragon Family and a powerhouse at the Ninth Layer Mahayana Realm of the sequence level,

his attack would be so easily neutralized here, and that he would even be blamed by everyone.

His gaze shifted between Yang Sheng and Yang Lingtian before he finally let out a cold snort.

He withdrew the pressure he had released, but his unwillingness and fury had not truly dissipated.

"Fine, I'll let this go for now, but I, Nan Zhetian, will remember what happened today.

"When the battle for supremacy begins, we'll settle this score properly!"

With that, his figure blurred and transformed into a streak of light, vanishing from everyone's sight in an instant.

Yang Sheng watched the direction in which Nan Zhetian had departed, his brows tightly furrowed.

He knew that although today's matter had temporarily died down, the coming battle for supremacy would surely be even more intense.

He turned around, his gentle gaze settling on Yang Lingtian. "Lingtian, you must be careful when you reach the arena."

"Nan Zhetian is no ordinary man. His cultivation and methods are far beyond what you can currently imagine."

"After all, Nan Zhetian was already a Ninth Layer Mahayana Realm powerhouse more than a hundred thousand years ago, and he has remained hidden from the world ever since."

"No one knows how strong he is now. After all, he hasn't made a move in more than a hundred thousand years."

Hearing this, Yang Lingtian lowered his head slightly and answered respectfully:

"Don't worry, Father. I'll be careful."

Yang Sheng nodded gently and patted Yang Lingtian on the shoulder.

Then he faced the crowd, his voice loud and dignified:

"Everyone, I hope you can take today's