"Hmph, a bunch of frogs in a well, is this the level of Martial Artists from the Yao Gu Continent? They're simply a group of ants."
A Disciple from the Saint Dragon Sect sneered, listening to the discussions of the surrounding Martial Artists.
"Even these people want to join our Saint Dragon Sect?"
"Daydreaming."
Another Disciple from the Saint Dragon Sect scornfully spoke.
Their gazes swept across with disdain, not putting anyone in their eyes at all.
"No matter, we're here on orders anyway. Even if no one joins, it's just that the Yao Gu Continent's talents are too low, not our fault."
Another Saint Dragon Disciple spoke calmly.
"But it's said that the Yao Gu Continent has quite a few good bloodlines, even the bloodline of Innate Divine Beasts have appeared."
"The bloodline of Innate Divine Beasts? Such things, falling into the hands of these waste, are simply a waste of resources; they can't even utilize one percent of the power."
A burly youth sneered.
