Although there were hundreds of thousands of strong individuals gathered here, those with a cultivation level of the eighth Heavenly Tribulation were few and far between, making them stand out like cranes among chickens.
Thus, when Feng Qianjun from Zhaixing Pavilion and Elder Xue, filled with murderous intent, walked steadily towards Fang Bai, other strong individuals felt intimidated, quickly moving aside to clear a path.
Fang Bai and Xiang Chong stood in place, chatting and laughing as if they completely disregarded Feng Qianjun and Elder Xue who were striding towards them.
This dismissive and contemptuous attitude greatly infuriated Feng Qianjun and Elder Xue.
Feng Qianjun approached Fang Bai, gazing coldly at him, and said, "Young man, we meet again! You should still remember me, right?"
Fang Bai glanced at him with a face full of disdain, "Where did this old dog come from? Move aside!"
"Who are you calling an old dog?"
Feng Qianjun burst into anger.
