"You... can you really do this?!"
Three cultivators rushed forward, surrounding Xiao Chen.
"You're so ruthless!"
Xiao Chen didn't bother to respond to such talk.
However, that didn't mean others would stay silent. Many of the cultivators below started to shout.
"Did you ever consider this when you used your flying swords to kill the people of the Martial World?"
"Do you only ponder such things when it involves your own life?"
...
The three cultivators in the sky had surrounded Xiao Chen, but none of them lunged at him. Each summoned their own magical treasure: one brandished a huge flag that emitted rolling demonic Qi; another threw out a giant net, enveloping Xiao Chen; the third wielded a massive drum, producing not sound waves, but streams of purple lightning.
