"Pff! Pff! Pff!" tens of Cultivators on the third level of the Tower of Souls were overwhelmed by the unbearable stench. Their minds became disorganized and they were being expelled from the tower from being unable to withstand the pressure.
"I won’t admit defeat!"
"Seniors from the Sky Incense Valley, what is happening here?"
"Are you all going to let him continue his nonsense?"
"Are you all going to let us pass the stage or not?"
"This is not fair. Who can stand this stench?"
"Quickly kick him out of here and disqualify him!"
In a moment, the ten cultivators who were sent out of the tower were making a din outside. They looked especially furious as if bearing immeasurable hatred against Xu Que.
The Sky Incense Valley disciples were also holding their noses and creasing their eyebrows. They didn’t even feel like speaking.
One of the disciples immediately rode on his sword and rushed to inform the Elder.
