"Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?"
"No idea. He's probably not right in the head. It's not impossible that he went berserk during cultivation."
"No wonder. Let's go, let's go."
The crowd below stared at Lu Cang in the sky in silence for a long while before finally quickening their pace and leaving one by one.
There might really be something wrong with this man's head. Better keep their distance.
The discussions were loud. Even if they had been quieter, they could not have escaped Lu Cang's True Immortal senses.
Lu Cang's expression turned exceedingly ugly—ugly to the extreme.
His face was so gloomy it seemed water could drip from it.
Something wrong with his brain?
Went berserk during cultivation?
Good, good, good. He, Lu Cang, had stayed out of the world for so long that it seemed people had already forgotten his prestige.
Forget it? Fine. Then he would make a move and let the world come to know Lu Cang once more.
"Looks like none of you... know who I am. Then I'll make sure you get to know me properly."
Lu Cang ground out each word through clenched teeth.
The lightning behind him boomed incessantly, as though it too were enraged on Lu Cang's behalf.
"Lightning, come."
With a beckon of Lu Cang's hand, lightning spanning ten thousand zhang gathered into his palm.
Bolts of lightning flickered, and an aura of destruction shrouded all of Heaven Earth City.
Only then did the expressions of Heaven Earth City's inhabitants change.
They raised their heads one after another, looking toward the figure in the heavens who seemed like one of the Gods and Devils.
"What a terrifying aura. This man has some real skills."
"Run! He looks like a peerless prodigy—no, even stronger than one. We're no