What an arrogant young man!
Everyone looked at Ye Qingchen, who was facing the Celestial Venerable and the twelve Strongest Celestial Saints, and couldn't help but feel a violent tremor in their hearts. In Ye Qingchen's voice, there was a palpable and domineering presence!
They never expected.
Not only did Ye Qingchen come, but he even dared, under such circumstances, to say such words in front of a Celestial Venerable!
Boom!
A surge of anger poured down swiftly.
The twelve Black Robed Elders of the Celestial God Sect.
The heads of numerous families and sects in the Western Domain, everyone was as silent as cicadas in winter, lowering their heads, not daring to make a sound. This anger was truly terrifying, like Mount Tai, pressing directly on them.
It even made it difficult for them to breathe.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Yu Zhen Tian's face darkened.
