So, when everyone else went up on stage, Ye Feng had already let go of his anxiety, standing far away from him, and coldly watching the crowd in front of him.
"Junior Brother Jiao, how are you?" Seeing Ye Feng's actions, everyone hurried to Anxiety's side, asking with concern.
"Revenge, avenge me." Anxiety seemed a bit disheartened, giving a venomous instruction.
He already knew that his cultivation had fallen to High Level Martial Venerable, so he felt somewhat disillusioned with this world. Therefore, he very much wished for revenge, to drag Ye Feng down with him.
Hearing his words, it was clear how deep his hatred for Ye Feng was. Feeling Anxiety's intense hatred towards Ye Feng, everyone fell silent.
They knew Ye Feng was very formidable, even if they all went up together, they might not be able to gain an advantage over him.
However, Anxiety was their junior brother, and with such a request, they felt embarrassed to refuse.
