Jiang Yantai's words sounded terribly affected.
"So it seems they're the ones opposite me."
True Person Yan Hua turned toward the Dreamsilver Red Maiden Flower, but his gaze never focused on any of them. It was as though he were looking at empty air.
Or perhaps True Person Yan Hua simply did not regard the cultivators before him as people.
But a True Person was a True Person. He certainly had the strength to justify that confidence.
"Precisely."
Having said that, Jiang Yantai looked over with a smile, wearing the expression of someone who never minded a spectacle getting out of hand.
"Good, very good. Let me see just how..."
Before True Person Yan Hua could finish, however, the man surnamed Chen interrupted him.
The fellow was outrageously reckless. Raising his bloodstained saber, he pointed its tip at True Person Yan Hua and cursed:
"Hmph! Some old Daoist crawls out of nowhere and thinks he can fight us for our prize? If you failed to get it before, then you weren't blessed with the fortune to claim it. Perhaps juniors like us aren't worth mentioning in your eyes, but here in this secret realm, with so little difference between our cultivation, who lives and who dies today is still up in the air!"
He wiped his saber with his hand and glared at the old man, looking every bit like Lord Guan from mortal tales.
Good heavens. A Qi Refining cultivator was pointing straight at a True Person elder's nose and threatening him.
Anyone who pulled a stunt like that either truly had the ability and secret treasures to back it up, or had yet to grasp the situation.
When someone was utterly speechless, they really could end up laughing.
That was precisely how True Person Yan Hua felt at