Beyond the Heavenly Monarch

As the countless cultivators stared at Chen Changqing with burning eyes, Bai Wuya's gaze abruptly darkened.

"Boom!"

The next instant, an aura and pressure belonging solely to a Heavenly Monarch burst forth from Bai Wuya's body, instantly spreading out and enveloping every cultivator present.

"Hiss..."

Upon sensing Bai Wuya's oppressive aura, the cultivators all involuntarily sucked in cold breaths, trembling from head to toe.

"Th-that's the White-Clad Spear King?"

"What a terrifying aura!"

"A... a Heavenly Monarch?"

"What's going on? The White-Clad Spear King actually broke through to the Heavenly Monarch realm?"

"That kid is also a Mount Shu disciple. No wonder he's with the White-Clad Spear King."

"With a Heavenly Monarch-level existence like Bai Wuya protecting him, who would dare lay a hand on him?"

"..."

The cultivators discussed the matter in trembling voices.

Just moments ago, all their attention had been fixed upon Chen Changqing.

Bai Wuya's released aura instantly woke them up from their fevered dreams.

After all, if they wanted to make a move against Chen Changqing, they first had to weigh whether they could stand against a Heavenly Monarch!

As the cultivators stood in shock, Bai Wuya said coldly:

"What?"

"Why haven't you all gotten the hell out of here?"

Though Bai Wuya did not speak loudly, his voice landed with crystal clarity in every cultivator's ears.

At his words, the cultivators felt as though thunder had exploded in their minds.

After freezing for a moment, they exchanged glances. How could they dare linger any longer? They immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

Before long, only Chen Changqing and the other three remained in the clearing outside the exit.

Bai Wuya shifted his gaze and looked solemnly at Chen Changqing.

"Kid."

"You're quite the celebrity now!"

Chen Changqing smiled helplessly without replying, though he thought