Upon entering the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, the scene within unfolded before his eyes, and several gazes immediately converged upon him.
There was an old man, a young woman, a middle-aged man, and five youths—all of them were at the Bloodline Foundation Establishment Realm.
The one with the highest Cultivation was the middle-aged man in a silver-white long robe, who had reached the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment.
"GRRRR..."
Suddenly faced with so many unfamiliar Foundation Establishment Cultivators and their swirling, distinct Demon Beast Bloodline auras, Wangcai grew agitated. A low growl was faintly audible from beneath its Dark Battle Armor.
Its demonic eyes, now tinged with crimson, swept over the Foundation Establishment Cultivators, sizing them up as if they were meals in human form. It looked ready to devour a few of them at a single command.
Under the immense pressure of its Tier Two Late Stage aura, the faces of a few of the weaker men turned visibly pale.
