"Do you insist on interfering in the affairs of the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Palace?"
Hearing Meng Chuan's words, one of the three True Immortals in the distance shouted.
They had only just found Wushi and had not yet had a chance to strike. They had never expected this sudden turn.
"Let me make this clear."
Meng Chuan looked at the three of them, his expression calm. "When I'm speaking, don't interrupt."
"And now I'm giving you time to summon whoever stands behind you."
"Some things are beyond you."
His voice carried ten thousand miles, shaking the realm. Countless people looked at the man with his eyes closed and felt an indescribable force of presence.
True Immortals of the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Palace?
What did they amount to?
"Who is he? He looks unfamiliar."
"No idea. He's probably an elder of that emperor in the Human Dao Realm."
"He's standing up to the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Palace. Could he be from another great power?"
"I can't read his Breath. It's utterly unfathomable, like clouds and mist."
The crowd buzzed with speculation about Meng Chuan's identity and strength.
The three True Immortals wanted to speak, to uphold the dignity of the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Palace. But as they looked at Meng Chuan's calm face, they felt a pressure like Heaven and Earth overturning.
They could not open their mouths. Their faces went pale, and their bodies trembled slightly.
Undying figures of the Immortal Dao Domain actually broke out in a cold sweat!
Their instincts screamed a warning: don't speak! Don't speak!
If they defied this man with his eyes closed, they... would die.
He had to be an Immortal King!
The thought sprang up in all three True Immortals' minds and instantly took root.
This man was definitely an Immortal King!
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