"The Yang Clan is truly courting death!"
A deep voice rang out.
The Yang Clan's fifth-stage expert's gaze instantly sharpened. Like a fierce tiger, he stared fixedly at Yang Chen, low growls rumbling from his throat.
"Brat, are you provoking our Yang Clan?"
The expert sneered inwardly.
Wipe out the Yang Clan?
What arrogant words. Even the few factions on the Western Continent capable of rivaling the Yang Clan would not dare claim they could destroy it.
One had to know that the Yang Clan still had a sixth-stage expert holding the fort!
A sixth-stage expert was a pinnacle existence on the Western Continent, just as they were on the Eastern Continent.
They were exceedingly rare.
A single sixth-stage expert could ensure that the faction they belonged to remained free of worry for thousands, even tens of thousands, of years—unless they provoked a force from the Central Continent.
Otherwise, on this continent, they were virtually invincible.
That was why the Yang Clan, as the top power in the Western Continent, could still hold such authority in Heavenly Sun City.
Everything was because the Yang Clan had a sixth-stage Immortal overseeing it!
That Yang Clan expert stared at Yang Chen as though he were looking at a dead man.
"Do you know who I am?"
An arrogant expression appeared on the middle-aged man's face. He raised his head and looked down at Yang Chen.
"I am the Yang Clan's Second Elder, Yang Hu."
In Heavenly Sun City, and even across the entire Western Continent, Yang Hu's reputation was quite considerable. After all, throughout the Western Continent, fifth-stage Immortal experts stood at the pinnacle whenever sixth-stage experts did not appear.
In his view, once the other party learned his name, he would naturally be terrified. Yet Yang Chen's face showed no expression