"Xu Yang?"
"Brother, you look so shocked. Could it be this newcomer has an impressive background?"
"No... I don't know him."
"Then what the hell are you so shocked for?"
"I was just surprised, that's all."
"Spear Immortal Xu Yang? That title sounds pretty good, but who exactly is he? Why haven't I heard of him?"
"I haven't heard of him either, but the fact that he dared to make a move already makes him impressive."
"Indeed. Just daring to step forward puts him far ahead of us."
Xu Yang's arrival sparked discussion among countless cultivators.
It was not because Xu Yang was famous.
Rather, Xu Yang had no fame at all; no one even knew who he was.
Yet at this moment, no one cared about that.
Because the fact that he dared to stand forward already placed him far beyond them. How could they dare mock him?
They did not dare mock him at all.
The next moment, a figure arrived from afar.
Countless gazes fell upon that person at the same time.
If they were not mistaken, the newcomer was Xu Yang.
He wore a crimson robe embroidered with golden threads. His features were handsome, and he was young.
Wherever the tips of his feet passed through the Void, flames were left behind, ceaselessly burning the Void.
One foot stood atop the tip of a long spear as he looked down upon Cangwu from above.
"Where do you come from?"
Cangwu did not attack immediately, instead opening his mouth to ask.
"I come from nowhere. Just a Rogue Cultivator."
"Today, I am only here to behead you."
Xu Yang smiled faintly, his tone brimming with ease, as though he did not regard Cangwu as a threat at all.
His entire bearing was relaxed and unrestrained.
"Hahaha, good.