Hearing Chen Changsheng's words, a Beast Race powerhouse in the ancestral tomb spoke.
"We know your origins are far from simple, but the world is vast. You are not truly invincible."
"Since we dared to work with you, we naturally have no reason to be afraid."
"You keep beating around the bush. Could it be that you have some other intention?"
Chen Changsheng smiled and nodded. "You're right."
"The Beast Race has indeed shown its sincerity. If I keep hiding and dodging, it would make me seem rather small-minded."
"Fine. I'll tell you who I am."
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng took out a sheet of white paper and casually wrote several words on it.
After writing, Chen Changsheng folded the paper in half and tossed it into the depths of the darkness.
"My identity is written on it. Whether you read it or not is your own decision."
With that, Chen Changsheng vanished from where he stood.
The moment Chen Changsheng disappeared, a massive hand reached for the note.
Bang!
Yet, rather interestingly, that massive hand was stopped by another powerhouse.
"What are you doing? If you want to be the first to read it, just say so. Why are you resorting to force?"
"I think he is right. We truly should not know his identity right now."
At those words, the many powerhouses within the ancestral tomb all turned to look in one direction.
"Don't tell me he really frightened you."
"Or do you think that he alone can suppress so many of us?"
Faced with everyone's questioning, the figure in the darkness spoke.
"You should all have your own judgments about how strong he is."
"But what concerns me is not his cultivation, but the identity he has kept hidden."
"Suppose his identity truly is extraordinarily special.