His voice was thunderous, and it made anyone listening to it feel their chest become heavier and their ears turn numb.
Jiang Chen took a deep breath and looked at the first platform.
The person who had just spoken was a Celestial Venerable, and he overlooked him from above with his ice-cold gaze.
He sat in the Shangguan family's spot, showing he had a high status. His age surpassed fifty, and he had a solemn look, while his chin had a long and fine beard that reached his chest.
The platform was the whole city's focal point, and such a disturbance immediately caught everyone's attention.
When the crowd witnessed Jiang Chen, they started pointing at him and wagging their tongues.
"It's him, Jiang Chen."
When many people were still confused, someone stated Jiang Chen's name.
Their confused expressions immediately disappeared, and they opened their eyes widely to look at him.