Intimidation!
Facing Xiao Lian's lofty, faintly disdainful gaze, many people in the central arena felt deeply uncomfortable.
They were all powerful Chaos Celestial Venerables, figures revered and admired wherever they went. When had they ever been treated with such contempt?
Especially the man who had just spoken. He stepped forward and barked, "You're the one carrying the Witch Spirit Sword? Heh. I don't know what crooked path you used to cultivate to the level of a Chaos Celestial Venerable, but you actually dare to publicly issue a challenge. Today, I'll show you what a true Chaos Celestial Venerable is!"
As he spoke, he shot into the air, a powerful aura erupting from him in an instant. His lean hand grabbed at the void, and dense Chaos Qi gathered in his palm, twisting the surrounding space.
Below, Yu Bo Yi crossed his arms and watched coldly. "He is a Chaos Celestial Venerable, all right. But judging by his aura, he's still a long way behind Brother Lian!"
A Xuan snorted, indignant. "Exactly! He even dares to question whether my master's cultivation came from some crooked path! I say he's the one who's worthless, and he assumes everyone else is just as worthless!"
At that, everyone chuckled, though their attention remained fixed on the battle in the air.
Xiao Lian watched the man's gathering attack with indifference, making no move to defend himself.
The crowd couldn't help but widen their eyes. What did this mean? Was he not going to defend himself? This was a full-powered strike from a Chaos Celestial Venerable!
Fu Shen's gaze flickered slightly. He had seen this before.
A few days ago, on that rainy night, Xiao Lian had acted just the same when faced with Fu Shen's signature move at the peak of his power—as if he