Tianxuan City was deathly silent.
The alchemists who targeted the Holy Tower, all fell silent.
The cultivators who found Feng Wuchen's arrogance unbearable, all fell silent.
Their mocking, contempt, and disdain, all vanished without a trace.
Only terror remained!
Feng Wuchen indifferently killed Li Zhan, aided by the three genius alchemists from the Dragon God Holy Temple, and no one dared to provoke them.
Seeing no one respond, Feng Wuchen said again, "It seems that only you seventeen alchemists are dissatisfied with the Holy Tower."
The seventeen alchemists trembled with fear, cold sweat pouring down.
"Today you still have a chance, and it's merely a contest. If anyone dares to cause trouble at the Holy Tower after today, it won't be just a simple contest." Feng Wuchen spoke coldly, his icy gaze struck fear into everyone present.
Feng Wuchen flashed in front of a Shenghuang Realm alchemist and asked coldly, "Did the Holy Tower offend you? Or the forces behind you?"
