“Get lost!” Xing Baifeng shouted down the dim corridor before he even saw who was approaching. As a deva, his voice carried their distinctive raspiness, making it unpleasant to hear. 0

After yelling, he paid no further attention and proceeded to open the door to the cultivation chamber. However, he had never expected that, despite his voice being easily recognizable, the newcomer wouldn’t leave. Instead, they sped up and appeared right in front of him!0

“You don’t know your place, do you?” Xing Baifeng’s round, grayish eyes sharply spun.0

A man and woman appeared before him. Neither were overflowers, so their bodies remained the size of ordinary humans.0

“Jiang Xuling, Mo Dong?” Xing Baifeng coldly sneered. They were all among the youngest competitors...0