A single word-"beasts"-angered every powerful cultivator of the Thunder Falcon Clan.
They stared fixedly at Chu Kuangren, their auras erupting. Violent Thunder Dao Rhythm filled the void, bearing down on him.
Just then, Elder Ruyan snorted. "Who is acting out of line?"
She stepped forward, and pressure approaching that of a Supreme Being erupted instantly!
The two sides' imposing auras collided with a crash, making the void tremble.
Chu Kuangren stood right before that pressure. An ordinary cultivator would have collapsed to the ground in terror long ago.
Yet he stood where he was, calm and composed. The wind stirred up by the pressure brushed his robes, his ink-black hair dancing, lending him an even more unrestrained air.
At that moment, he resembled an Exiled Immortal, but even more an unbridled immortal!
Countless female cultivators felt their hearts stir at the sight.
"So arrogant. I love it."
"A man who dares to insult even a Young Emperor-truly wild and unrestrained."
"Actually, look at that Young Emperor. His looks are nowhere near Fellow Daoist Chu's, and he provoked him first. He deserved to be insulted."
"Exactly. If someone provokes you, of course you should insult them back."
"I'm afraid this Young Emperor won't let it rest."
Countless female cultivators secretly supported Chu Kuangren.
But they also worried about him. After all, Lei Ao was a Young Emperor, a title that represented the most terrifying strength among the younger generation!
Seeing the Mystic Heaven Sect and Thunder Falcon Clan poised with swords drawn and bows bent, the powerful cultivators of the surrounding Saintly Dao Traditions each harbored their own thoughts and made no attempt to intervene.
Or rather, they were only too eager for the two sides to fight. That way, they might reap the fisherman's profit while the others fought.
"Enough.