"Yan Ting, your noisy voice was bothering me too. Heh, perfect."
Rumble!
Heaven and Earth Essence Qi surged violently, the great dao of the void thundered, and the earth trembled. The two began fighting here the moment they disagreed, neither willing to bow their heads as members of the younger generation of the Immortal Frontier.
Yet this great battle only drew the attention of a few cultivators and did not affect the other beings clearing the battlefield in the slightest.
The Wild Clan remained the most diligent, enduring hardship and taking pride in their race's name. They were the model-worker race universally recognized in the Five Elements Immortal Domain, and a race the Dao Ancestor had never been stingy with his praise for.
Over the years, this race had grown increasingly prosperous and renowned. Their figures could be found in nearly every trade and profession, and the battlefield was no exception.
Many major powers had witnessed this race's striving forward. Effort deserved equal reward; that was also the rule of the Immortal Frontier.
Today, at the edge of the Southern Foothills.
The Sky Wheel Patriarch was cursing loudly at the group of disciples beneath him, beside himself with rage. This battle had clearly been their Heavenly Wheel Sect's battle to establish its name in the Immortal Frontier—how had it turned into a battle of support instead?!
How had forces from every corner of the Immortal Frontier all come flooding in? Why had they not wiped them out in a single strike, so that when the reinforcements arrived, they could calmly say, "The great enemy has been eliminated. Our sect bore the cauldron alone!"
This had been the gratifying scene he had imagined countless times. Such a splendid opportunity had been completely ruined.
Bang!
Heavenly Wheel Immortal slammed his palm onto