Yunxiao City, Luoyun Town.
The Golden-winged Little Roc King, Yao Lun, made his entrance by rampaging through the area, throwing everything into chaos.
The originally bustling crowd of Cultivators instantly scattered with a great uproar.
A large area was instantly cleared in front of the Royal Family's Celestial Tower.
"Scram, scram, scram! All you useless nobodies, get lost! The Kunpeng Divine Son of my Golden-winged Roc Royal Family is about to challenge the tower! All of you, get as far away as you possibly can!"
Yao Lun continued to unleash his ferocious aura, constantly marking out his 'territory' as he flew.
The Cultivators from the various races in the distance immediately scattered like birds and beasts.
Along the way, Yao Lun's ferocious might was truly extraordinary.
As Ye Tianling felt the strange and fearful gazes of the Alien Race Cultivators fall upon him, an inexplicable sense of enjoyment welled up within him.
