"Do you want to die?" Chen Pingping stared intently at him.
Shang remained silent.
He felt extremely stifled, experiencing an unprecedented sense of humiliation. Yet he had to admit, the Human Clan member before him was indeed very powerful; with my current strength, I am no match.
The Master of the Wilderness stepped out from the shadows, his face cold and detached. "Human cultivator, you should know this is the Wasteland."
"It's actually the Master of the Wilderness!"
"So strong! Is this the legendary seventh-order powerhouse?"
He was the Clan Leader of the Ancient Races, the most powerful presence in the entire Wasteland.
He finally decided to make a move.
Many from the Wilderness tribe inexplicably started to get excited.
However, on the Human Clan side, faces were tense. This included Zi Yan and several other team-leading geniuses, who realized the gravity of today's situation.
