For a moment, an uproar swept through the streets.
The pedestrians who had been bustling along the street stopped in their tracks. Guests in the restaurants and teahouses scrambled to crowd around windows or outside doors, craning their necks to look out onto the street.
What made Xu Taiping exceedingly curious was this.
Whether ordinary pedestrians, street vendors, or drinkers, their faces showed more excitement and anticipation than alarm and fear.
Thus, Xu Taiping asked the Heaven-Hunting Great Sage curiously:
"Great Sage, why do these people look as though they're watching a show?"
The Heaven-Hunting Great Sage chuckled inwardly and said:
"Aren't they doing exactly that?"
Xu Taiping asked in puzzlement:
"It seems the people of the Great Qian Kingdom have long since grown accustomed to scenes like this."
The Heaven-Hunting Great Sage answered indifferently:
"This is Dong Cangzi's way of taking the cultivators who come to challenge him down a peg, while also putting his beloved Great Qian Kingdom's battle generals through a trial."
"Even without cultivators like us competing for the Origin Edict, Dong Cangzi would find ways to draw cultivators from the Upper Realm here."
Understanding dawned on Xu Taiping's face after he heard this explanation.
Bang...!!
Suddenly, Zheng Ye slammed the butt of his spear heavily against the ground.
A deafening crash spread out along with a fierce aura of murderous brutality.
In an instant, the street, which had been boiling with voices, fell deathly silent.
Everyone, including the Heaven-Hunting Great Sage, turned their eyes toward Zheng Ye.
Then, with a gaze like iron and a voice like a great bell, Zheng Ye declared:
"Zheng Ye, son of Duke Zheng, a founding hero of the Great Qian Kingdom, and Senior General of the Golden Guards, requests instruction from the Heavenly Prefecture Envoy!"
After this declaration, Zheng