“Well said!”

The Dragonblood warriors all gave Hu Feng’s words a thumbs-up. This Hu Feng was fairly amazing.

There was no prefix to his name. That meant he was a rogue cultivator. For a rogue cultivator to get into the top ten was definitely difficult. But more amazing than that was that he dared to talk back to the ancient races as a rogue cultivator.

For him to say such a thing, Hu Feng was definitely from the human race and disliked the ancient races’ arrogance.

As for that Xiang Yunfei of the ancient races, he really was an idiot. Saying something like that was offending all humans.

Hu Feng’s words had just appeared when Mo Nian’s message followed: I heard the ancient races had quite a few powerful figures throughout their history. Just wait, once your grandpa Mo is done over here, I’ll go have a stroll through your ancestral tombs as well.

Seeing those words, everyone’s expression became a bit odd.

“Is Mo Nian a graverobber now? What is he doing going through other people’s ancestral tombs?” Gu Yang was speechless.

“It really isn’t clear. The rumors say that this...