"Who dares to offend Mount Whitehead?"
Just as Jiang Chen was reminiscing about the past glory of the Human Race, a thunderous shout suddenly erupted from within Mount Whitehead, interrupting Jiang Chen's memories.
"Who is this person? With a million celestial soldiers surrounding Mount Whitehead, he's asking who has come to invade. Is he blind? Any glance around would save him from asking such a foolish question."
Displeased at being interrupted, Jiang Chen commented to the three demons beside him.
Although Jiang Chen's voice wasn't loud, it echoed far and wide, with nearly every cultivator within a million miles clearly hearing his words.
"Pfft, hahaha..."
What had been a serious matter was instantly disrupted by Jiang Chen's remark, and despite themselves, some people couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"You..."
