"Who?!"
Hearing someone insult him, the Handsome Youth's expression instantly turned cold, and he snapped his gaze toward the voice.
"Who dares?"
Not only him—the speaker had mocked everyone present. All the cultivators there were displeased and looked over resentfully.
Beyond the crowd, at another table, a White-haired youth sat quietly, a teacup in his hand and his expression calm.
He was a man more beautiful than a woman. Even his eyelashes were white, and his unusual eyes held imprints of the Great Dao. He simply sat there, yet before this, not a single person had noticed him.
"Jun Tian?!"
Like a stone stirring a thousand waves, the revelation stunned the cultivators of the Myriad Worlds. None had expected the speaker to be Jun Tian.
For a moment, they forcibly suppressed all their anger. Setting aside the fact that Jun Tian's own strength made him someone they could not afford to provoke, he also had the invincible Angel Race behind him. His backing ran deep.
"He's the Jun Tian from the rumors?"
The Handsome Youth also looked surprised. He then studied Jun Tian carefully, and after a while, he smiled. "I thought he'd be something special. Turns out he's just an ordinary heavenly prodigy with slightly better looks."
Everyone was startled and looked at the Handsome Youth. Did he say that because he was confident he could defeat Jun Tian?
"No matter how impressive Jun Tian is, he's still only a cultivator of the Myriad Worlds. How could he compare to you, someone from the Three Thousand Dao Realms?" The beautiful woman nestled in the Handsome Youth's arms giggled.
"Heh, of course! What a place the Three Thousand Dao Realms is! Naturally, the Myriad Worlds can't compare! Otherwise, why would you rack your brains trying to get there?" The Handsome