“I’m quaking in my boots right now.” Jian Ming sneered: “Whatever will we do? Oh no, the end of our clans, we won’t have anywhere to go.”

Lotus Young Noble started trembling with rage, wanting nothing more than to take down the contemptuous group.

“Come, I will kill you within three moves.” His rage made weaker cultivators tremble.

Jian Ming decided to move back behind Li Qiye and smiled: “Bring it, our young noble and ancestor can send you flying with ease.”

His shamelessness...