Yang Yan didn't even turn his head.
"Because I am stronger than all of you!"
And not just a little bit stronger, this group of cultivators could be solved with one finger of his.
A group of cultivators in the King Realm is nothing at all.
Not killing them was simply because the matter wasn't over yet, Yang Yan still needed them.
"Dad, you say you're stronger than us? What a joke." The self-proclaimed proud male cultivator didn't believe it at all.
He didn't believe Yang Yan was stronger than him!
From the very beginning, he and the other cultivators thought Yang Yan was foolish.
Had it not been for the Female Sword Saint's appearance, they all thought Yang Yan was just a cultivator there to make up the numbers.
If not for the Female Sword Saint, no one would pay attention to Yang Yan.
But with the Female Sword Saint, it was different; to have a fellow cultivator of the King Realm as a hidden treasure told something.
