"Tian Wenjing, I *your ancestors*!"
As this voice resonated, the entire world fell silent.
It was as if someone had suddenly pressed the pause button.
Inside the hall of East Mountain Valley, there was not a sound to be heard. Most people were dumbstruck, expressions of shock on their faces, some even doubting if they had heard correctly.
Someone actually dared to curse Tian Wenjing directly at East Mountain Valley!
Some wanted to ask the person next to them, but seeing everyone else equally stunned, they immediately realized they hadn't misheard.
Indeed, someone was berating Tian Wenjing.
Instinctively, most of the crowd turned their gaze toward the sinister elder at the head, sensing an intense murderous aura dissipating from him.
"Courting death!!!"
Tian Wenjing smashed the armrest beside him to powder with a palm strike, his figure suddenly twisting. The next moment, a shadow flashed past, and he was inexplicably gone from his seat.
"Go!"
