At Yao Wangui's words, Old Man Shennong gazed at him silently. As time passed, Yao Wangui gradually began to feel uneasy.
He was a Four-Star Dou Sheng being stared at like this by a Six-Star Dou Sheng. Anyone would have felt a chill deep down!
"Heh, you underestimate the people of the Central Plains!" Only when Yao Wangui could scarcely bear it anymore did Old Man Shennong withdraw his gaze, a trace of mockery flashing through his eyes.
"Dazzling talents have appeared one after another in the Central Plains. We have never underestimated them. It's just that..." Gu Nanhai said calmly. "You have underestimated the strength of our Emperor Clans as well!"
Toward the end, a hint of arrogance crept into Gu Nanhai's tone. No matter how he tried to conceal it, Old Man Shennong, an old monster who had lived for thousands of years, still caught it.
Seeing this, Old Man Shennong did not argue with them. He swept his gaze over them, then stood quietly in the void and waited.
"They may fear you, but I do not!" Just as everyone stood cowed by the Dou Sheng, an exceptionally hoarse voice rang out.
An emaciated figure stepped out of the void, leaning on a Blood-Red Skull Cane.
"It's Blood Corpse Old Man!"
"I heard he was already at the peak of Half-Saint a hundred years ago. He's been desperately seeking an opportunity to break through to Dou Sheng. He certainly won't give up on the Bodhi Ancient Tree."
"Blood Corpse Old Man is already several hundred years old. He isn't far from the end of his lifespan. If he doesn't break through, he'll die sooner or later anyway!"
Looking in surprise at Blood Corpse Old Man as he emerged, the Gu Clan Dou Sheng sneered. "You, a mere