The other party's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up layers of ripples.
In the tavern, many people, upon hearing this, immediately turned their gaze, their curiosity almost becoming tangible.
"Fellow Daoist, did you just say that a collision has already occurred in that ancient land?"
A burly cultivator walked over, unable to suppress his curiosity, and asked.
He recognized this young man from the Third Eye Divine Race; he was the pride of his clan.
Most importantly, his clan had an old ancestor whose cultivation was at the True Immortal Extreme Peak still alive in the world, knowing that the other party would certainly have more information than they did.
Other people, although not speaking, had expressions of shock and doubt that said it all.
Everyone was really too curious, urgently wanting to know the situation deep within.
