King Chen's might intimidated the gathered powerhouses.
Although his strength no longer qualified him as an unparalleled expert now, a man's reputation cast a long shadow. When the world's spiritual qi had only just returned to the level of the Dao Decline Era, he had defeated an ancient Great Sword Cultivator with unmatched dominance. Such a terrifying achievement was enough to make anyone wary!
But the emergence of the Immortal Spirit Blessed Land had drawn the covetous eyes of the entire world. Such a deadly temptation could not be suppressed by a name alone. Besides, everyone present was a seasoned veteran, and voices immediately rang out from the crowd.
"Heh, if they could really call King Chen back, would the Nine Provinces have waited until now? A contemporary Supreme Powerhouse with a bright future and almost monstrous talent—if he returned earlier and sought out a few opportunities, wouldn't they have another top-level Sixth Tier powerhouse?"
"Exactly. The Nine Provinces are even resorting to such clumsy deception. It looks like they really are almost out of options."
"Don't be afraid. We'll enter this land together. Even if that King Chen really did leave a contingency, so what? He's only a fifth-tier Supreme Powerhouse. I'm fifth tier too. I could suppress him with a flip of my hand!"
"Move! This is the weakest point in the Nine Provinces' defenses. We'll be the first to charge into the Immortal Spirit Treasure Land!"
"..."
Voices rang out from the crowd, yet no one could see exactly who was speaking. And despite all that shouting, not a single person was willing to lead the charge.
The Old Antiques had weathered the world's ups and downs and seen far too many sinister schemes to be stirred up so easily.
"Whether this so-called King Chen can return