Amidst the many cliffs and mountains.

Many gazes were gathered on a certain figure that hovered above one of the mountains, their eyes filled with intense astonishment.

All of them were clearly shocked by the words the figure had uttered.

How could this person dare to be so disrespectful towards a chief disciple of the Sacred Palace… this was way too ballsy!

In the valley, after being momentarily stunned, Jin Zhang and the rest could not help but blurt out, “Zhou Yuan?!”

“Chief disciple Zhou Yuan?!”

They clearly had not expected that Zhou Yuan would be the first to rush to their aid.

“Chief disciple?”

When Ning Mo heard their cries of surprise, his dark gaze immediately turned towards the young figure wielding a mottled black brush. “Your Cangxuan Sect is really growing more and more useless. I can’t believe that even a seventh layer Alpha-Origin is able to become...