"What is the meaning of your appearance here today?"
Wu Chengde looked at this group of people coldly, a peculiar expression flickering in his eyes.
"No particular reason. It's been years, and I feel it's time for the Formation Masters Association to have a change of leadership. How can you, merely at the Sixth Layer of the Dominator Realm, be qualified to be the President of the Formation Masters Association?"
The elder looked at Xiao Yifeng and snorted coldly.
"Is your Xing He Clan attempting to declare war on my Formation Masters Association?"
Wu Chengde's face darkened.
"The Formation Masters Association doesn't belong to your clan!"
The elder said disdainfully.
"President Liu, who are they?"
Xiao Yifeng asked Liu Sanming with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
"Xing He Clan? If I remember correctly, they should be from the Ancient Realm's foremost Formation Clan, the Xing He Clan!"
Liu Sanming said solemnly.
