What kind of Saint Realm youngster could attract such attention from Chen Xiaotian?
Seeing the killing intent brimming in Chen Xiaotian's eyes, everyone was greatly astonished, looking at Yang Zhen in disbelief.
"Who is this kid, and how did he offend the Demon Sovereign?"
"A passerby? A mere passerby stirred up such rage in Chen Xiaotian?"
"Kid, you better leave this place quickly. What if you involve us in this?"
Hearing these words, panic spread across everyone's faces, fearing that if Yang Zhen had offended Chen Xiaotian, Chen Xiaotian's wrath might be redirected toward the crowd.
Yang Zhen couldn't help but curl his lips—just a bunch of good-for-nothings, were they capable of charging into the Void Heavenly Palace amidst a siege of tens of thousands of demonic practitioners?
What a joke!
