As the sound of Qin Wentian’s voice faded, everyone present only felt stunned beyond words.
"He has gone mad, he has truly gone mad!" Somebody exclaimed, staring at the location Qin Wentian was at. That young man stood proudly in the air, exuding an incomparable arrogance. Although he did forge an immortal-ranked weapon and his talent was unmatched among those of the younger generations, he didn’t know how to take a step back, his words were too unbridled.
It was fine if he adopted this attitude when facing those below the immortal-foundation realm, but when facing off against immortals, he actually even dared to say these words? He simply didn’t know how the word ‘death’ was written.
Immortal-ranked characters weren’t something mortals could contend against. This was an ironclad law.
Below immortals, everything was mortal.