Bab 317: Chapter 317: Fusang Golden Wheel Formation

Chapter 317

"Han Jiuming and Han Shan, those two worthless beings, were killed by someone on this young master's orders. If you've come for those two wastes of space, then by all means, bring it on."

Upon hearing this, Han Feng's face turned frosty as he followed the voice.

The speaker was precisely that Meridian Opening Realm Cultivator among the congregation of saintly elders.

He stood there with his spear across his chest, looking disdainfully upon the Eight Desolates. Although he was merely a Meridian Opening Realm Cultivator, his entire being radiated an aura of invincibility.

"Hmph, where does this ant come from, daring to spout such madness here? Since when do you have the right to speak in this place?"

When Han Feng caught sight of Qinchuan, he was initially stunned. After coming to his senses, he erupted with rage. To stand at this place, one must at the very least be of the Holy's Realm. When had it ever been the turn of an ant to interject?