"Trash?"
Immortal King Anlan's expression turned extremely ugly at those words. Looking at Ye Xingchen before him, anger surfaced in his eyes. He instinctively wanted to strike, but reason held him back.
He shook his head, then turned into a streak of red light and vanished. The Foreign Land experts who had come with him found the sight unbelievable.
"How is this possible? Even Immortal King Anlan is no match for him? Then we stand even less of a chance. Get out of here! If this keeps up, we'll only end up dead."
"Immortal King Anlan must not be insulted, yet he suffered such a monumental humiliation this time. What a lamentable sight."
"Who knows? This fellow is too powerful. Even those mighty Immortal Kings are no match for him, let alone us. Hurry up and leave."
Watching the Foreign Land experts retreat one after another, Bear Child's face was wreathed in smiles. He turned to look at Brother Ye high above, his eyes full of light.
He thought that if he could become as powerful as Brother Ye someday, perhaps he would no longer fear death.
Three days later, inside the Primordial Imperial Pass,
Bear Child was utterly astonished after coming here for a visit, because both the environment and the various forms of cultivation here were over a hundred times harsher than those in Stone Village!
Yet the seniors who remained here still had not given up, and were even far stronger than the people of their Stone Village.
This left him marveling, and he began cultivating here, continually perfecting his laws and strength. Meanwhile, Ye Xingchen, who kept to himself, sat atop the city wall every day, looking toward the Immortal Realm and smiling from time to time.
On the fourth day, an expert from the