"The one who will destroy the Ancient Remnants Tribe," Bai Meng chuckled.
These words, once spoken, caused an uproar in the small world of the Ancient Remnants Tribe, like a stone creating a thousand waves.
"How audacious,"
"You're seeking death, daring to provoke our Ancient Remnants Tribe."
"Today, you must be destroyed."
Countless voices of reproach rose, yet Bai Meng remained calm.
The elder who had spoken earlier remained silent, appearing very composed.
He squinted slightly, looking at Bai Meng.
Anyone who could utter such words was either insane or truly powerful.
At this moment, he didn't believe Bai Meng was insane, so what was the foundation of his confidence?
He pondered deeply.
To his surprise, he found himself unable to see through Bai Meng, whose being seemed as stagnant as dead water.
This feeling, the elder had only sensed in their clan leader, the mightiest among them.
His heart sank.
