"Youngster, state your name!"
A dozen elders of Cyan Cloud Valley stood in a row out of thin air, their eyes all fixated on Ji Chen.
The leading elder wore a white robe, his deep and icy eyes firmly locked onto Ji Chen, overflowing with killing intent.
Their cultivation wasn't considered very strong, at least not to Ji Chen.
A dozen of them, each with cultivation ranging between the sixth to eighth layer of the Void Realm.
Such realms might be considered top-notch to ordinary cultivators, but in Ji Chen's eyes, they were no different from ants.
However, it was worth mentioning that though their strength was only at the Void Realm level, they were very skilled in using arrays. The killing intent and danger contained within the array patterns they collectively inscribed were likely to give even ordinary Semi-Saints or Quasi-Saints a headache.
"You are not worthy to know my name."
