The people present listened quietly, their expressions changing.
Qin Qinglong had regained some strength and reluctantly got up with the support of the wall, presenting a miserably disheveled figure that greatly diminished the aura of being the foremost among the younger generation.
But at this moment, what troubled him more was not hatred toward Xu Fan, but the psychological blow from Zhu Yangyuan's words. If Xu Fan was insignificant in the Great Wilderness Immortal Realm, then what was he?
His face fell, and his eyes dimmed as he suffered an immense psychological shock.
He had originally thought very highly of himself, yet when the harsh reality slapped him in the face, he suddenly woke up.
All his pride was nothing but self-deception, a case of ignorance. In his little pond, he could indeed act arrogantly and look down on everyone.
But the strength of those in the broader world far exceeded his understanding, waking him up like a startling blow to the head.
