Jiang Shu sneered without end.
His voice carried through the starry sky under the effect of Divine Sense. Before long, an aura suddenly rippled out from within the starship, spreading in all directions.
Late-stage Venerable!
Sure enough, a Late-stage Venerable powerhouse was stationed among these starships.
No wonder they had dared to be so brazen.
Jiang Shu's expression remained calm, utterly unfazed by the imposing aura. He merely sneered and said, "Get out here. If you keep hiding your head and showing your tail, pretending to be profound, I won't spare you either!"
His words were decisive, as though he might strike at any moment.
At the same time, the commotion around them had already drawn the attention of some watchful observers.
Most of them were outsiders who had followed the Torch here over the past few days. Though some had not acted, they had all been secretly observing.
The Torch was, after all, a coordinate. Anyone capable of establishing such a coordinate clearly possessed an extraordinary force.
Though they lacked the strength to intervene, they had long anticipated that the Torch would inevitably spark conflict. Thus, they had been watching from early on, wanting to see just what kind of power the masters of this place possessed.
Yet events did not unfold as they had expected.
Jiang Shu had likewise noticed those gazes, but he did not care. He said softly, "Three, two..."
Before he could finish the final count, a figure appeared in the vast void like lightning chasing light.
It was a Spirit Race man dressed in magnificent robes. He glared at Jiang Shu with anger on his face, his expression carrying a trace of displeasure.
"Very good. Didn't you come out?"
Jiang Shu casually tossed aside the Spirit Race woman as though throwing away trash, then