The endless stream of newcomers saw the radiance of the Sutra-Chanting Specter and the five Great Sages, hesitated for an instant, then began flying off in every direction.
Within a treasure land, starting a fight when no interests were in conflict was the height of stupidity.
The Clan Grounds seemed to have become an exhibition ground for the clans of the outside world.
Demon barbarians, the Dragon Race, Ancient Demons, other races, fierce creatures, the Kunlun Clans-everything was represented. In just a few breaths, over a hundred Sages had entered, more than half of them from the Kunlun Clans.
The weaker ones flew close to the ground, while the stronger ones flew at middle altitude. Even among the Great Sages, none dared act as brazenly as the specter Fang Yun, flying straight to the highest point to look down upon the world.
At their first glimpse of the specter Fang Yun, the Sages were filled with contempt and disdain. This was the Kunlun Ancient Realm, the Clan Grounds, which were themselves an outlying domain of the Ancient Realm Core. Acting so wildly here was absolutely courting death.
Those who had attained sainthood were no ordinary mortals.
After just a few breaths, most of the Sages, apart from a stubborn few, immediately realized they had made the mistake of judging by their first impressions.
Sutra-Chanting Specters were never fools. Since he dared act this way, he must have a reason, whether he was searching for something or displaying something. Someone like him absolutely could not be underestimated.
Thus, most of the Sages made a mental note to keep their distance from this Sutra-Chanting Specter and, if an opportunity arose, sound him out or establish friendly relations.
The five rays of holy light vanished one after another.
"Hahahaha..." Fire Virtue's wild laughter