At the mention of Heavenly Venerates, quite a few Nirvana Stage experts were slightly moved.
But they quickly returned to normal.
It was not that they did not fear Heavenly Venerate experts. Rather, since ancient times, there had been far too many geniuses admired by Heavenly Venerate experts. But so what?
In the end, how many of those geniuses truly rose to prominence? Most were but brief flashes, unable to lead the tide of their era in the future world.
Thus, over time, they had grown numb to these so-called geniuses. To attain the Nirvana Stage, one needed more than talent—one also needed wisdom and luck.
It was precisely because of this that, having fought their way to their current level of strength, they possessed an absolute sense of superiority.
The appearance of Yang Chen, an Enlightenment Stage cultivator, truly made them somewhat displeased.
"Zhang Wudao, this is going too far. How could you bring an Enlightenment Stage little fellow into our circle?"
"Exactly. The Enlightenment Stage is the Enlightenment Stage; there is an absolute, substantive gap between it and the Nirvana Stage! We Nirvana Stage cultivators are discussing the Star Gazing Convention here, and we have our own insights. What sort of propriety is this, letting this brat squeeze in?"
Not everyone knew Yang Chen. After all, his fame had been limited to Tongtian City.
Being ridiculed by so many Enlightenment Stage experts, Yang Chen became somewhat angered. Looking at it now, Zhang Wudao had definitely intended to make him embarrass himself.
He had always felt that the other party bore him no goodwill. Now, what was the man's purpose? Was he bringing him here to be berated by a group of Nirvana Stage experts in order to suppress him? Or to slander him?
Yang Chen was in no