Wang Xuan stared directly at the Canglan Saint Master, his gaze as cold and indifferent as frost.
"You are the Saint Master of the Canglan Divine Sect? I've heard you've lived for over a million years, yet you're still just a Void Cultivator."
"Such talent and aptitude wouldn't even make a name in my Earth Civilization, and you're still the leader of the Canglan Realm."
"I honestly don't know if it's the Canglan Realm's pond that's too small, or if you're all just that lacking!"
Wang Xuan made no effort to hide his disdain; this extreme insult provoked every cultivator in the Canglan Realm, their eyes turned red with anger, wishing they could rush forward and kill him.
Each of them, having cultivated to this day, is not a ruler of a domain? Isn't each one a celestial prodigy of their era?
Especially the Canglan Saint Master, whose talent and power have made him the most outstanding figure in the Canglan Realm for a million years.
