Upon hearing this, Chu Shaocheng's face flushed beet red. He had just uttered a word of praise for Ancient Fairy, and now he was being slapped in the face for it. The karma was truly swift.
Chu Shaocheng turned his head and looked toward the nearby void.
There, a streak of emerald light shot over at great speed.
WHOOSH—
The emerald light came to an abrupt halt, freezing in the void in an instant.
It was a young man with a powerful build, clad in thick, bronze-colored Battle Armor.
His expression was sinister and arrogant, his eyes chillingly cold, yet they held faint traces of an Immortal Phoenix Bloodline aura.
A faint Five-Colored Divine Light emanated from his body. His aura wasn't overwhelmingly powerful, but it was by no means weaker than Chu Shaocheng's.
"Brat, are you the one bad-mouthing my clan's Peacock Divine Son behind his back?"
The young man shot Chu Shaocheng a glance, his manner imperious as he harshly berated him.
