Qin Wuyou did not rush to reveal his identity. Instead, he wanted to seize this opportunity to test the strength of the Xuantian Holy Land.
He also wanted to see how many of its countless disciples were worthy of being entrusted with important responsibilities!
A few months was not long, but it was enough to reveal how many promising seedlings there were among the disciples of the Xuantian Holy Land!
So, after hearing Holy Lord Bai Qianyu's question, Qin Wuyou altered his voice and demanded coldly, "What is this place?"
His icy voice carried a rasp that made it sound all the more terrifying and imposing.
From his voice alone, one could almost tell that he was no benevolent soul.
The people of the Xuantian Holy Land had already been on their guard. Upon hearing that sinister voice, their expressions changed dramatically.
The Nine Peak Masters exchanged alarmed glances and instinctively pushed their auras to the limit, ready to strike at any moment!
Holy Lord Bai Qianyu's expression changed sharply as well, but he remained calm as he said, "This is the Xuantian Holy Land! I am its Holy Lord! May I ask who you are, Senior, and what brings you here?"
"The Xuantian Holy Land? Heh! A sect without even a single Emperor-to-be dares call itself a holy land? You truly have no idea how high the heavens are or how vast the earth is!"
Qin Wuyou sneered. His voice carried a trace of terrifying pressure that instantly blanketed the entire Xuantian Holy Land.
Rumble!
Thunder surged through the sky. Boundless black clouds shrouded the entire Xuantian Holy Land, countless lightning serpents writhing within them as though they would destroy the whole sect in the next instant.
The terrifying sight made the faces of Holy Lord Bai Qianyu and