Incredible comprehension: A person in the ancient wilderness, join the chat group

He is much stronger than Wan Longxiang, a young talent from the Earthly Fiend Sect, and You Ming from the Great You Kingdom, who were at the same level last time.

As everyone has seen.

This is a young man of sixteen or seventeen, dressed in white, spotless, and clearly the kind who has obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness.

When the young man stopped, many people breathed a sigh of relief and began to pant heavily.

"What country bumpkin? That kid doesn't even deserve to be compared to the Holy Land."

"In my opinion, it's just a country chicken. If I happen to run into it someday, and it's not bad, I'll take it back as a servant. If it's not good, I'll just kill it."

The young man was arrogant and spoke with an exceptionally haughty and impolite manner.

Many people frowned; nobody likes this stinky fart.

They were drinking and bragging, having a great time.

This is really bad.

The key point is that he just acted arrogantly, which can be considered a direct psychological attack on everyone.

"who are you."

"So arrogant at such a young age, what kind of upbringing did they give you? Aren't you afraid of going astray?"

Although everyone guessed that the young man's identity was unusual, there were others here who were unusual as well, and some people made sarcastic remarks.

"What, am I wrong?" the young man said dismissively, his tone indifferent and rude.

"Only a good-for-nothing would be afraid of even chickens and dogs."

"Young man, don't speak so impulsively. Many geniuses die young," someone scoffed.

"Hmph." The young man snorted lightly, his cold aura striking, causing many who wanted to agree to vomit blood on the spot.

However, the person who spoke did not, indicating that they were also capable.

"A piece of trash dies young, it doesn't even deserve to be known." The young man sneered.

"Even waste can't be called premature death. Even free-range chickens are afraid of it; they can die at any time."

"Just like this mud all over the ground."

Jiangnan is so annoying. Damn it, kid, no matter who you are, you're dead.

I'm in a good mood, so I'm leisurely having a drink.

You fucking bastard, you bastard.

This is a sacred city; we cannot act rashly here.

There are also two old servants outside, who are with the young man. Both of these old guys are very strong.

Let's find another opportunity later.

They seem to be quite wealthy.

Not to mention Jiangnan, everyone in the restaurants is dissatisfied.

That kid is so annoying.

But it's really strong.

Moreover, they must be quite influential, and the two old servants outside are even more unfathomable.

"The four extreme regions of Jiangnan survived the Heavenly Tribulation, which was so powerful that it destroyed the Earthly Fiend Sect."

"Those who face heavenly tribulations at the four extremes are beings envied by the heavens; perhaps they are some legendary battle bodies," someone said.

Are you sure you can do it?

The white-robed youth sneered: "Whether it's a useless body, a battle body, a holy body, an ancient emperor body, or a supreme body, they are all used for suppression."

"The young people are getting more and more arrogant. Some of their battle bodies are even claimed to be the strongest in history and invincible among their peers. What makes you think you can suppress them?"

"A frog at the bottom of a well, how can it know the vastness of the sea and the height of the sky?" the white-robed youth said arrogantly. "Any being of the same level can be killed."

"Talking to you good-for-nothings is like casting pearls before swine."

"Damn it..." someone said angrily. This guy was too infuriating.

"Who exactly are you? Do you really think you can beat anyone in the world?"

“When I go out, I always rely on myself and don’t need to announce my family name to impress you.”

"Anyone who disagrees is welcome to try and make a move," the young man in white sneered.

"What level of cultivation do you possess?"

"The four elements are perfectly aligned," the young man in white said calmly.

The people below also gasped in shock.

Damn, he's already at the peak of his powers at such a young age.

Many of them are still far from that point, and they are much older than that.

"Perfect in all four extremes? It seems you're no longer the Holy Son of the Holy Land," someone said.

"The Holy Sons of Holy Lands all start at the Dragon Transformation stage," the man said.

In the ancient era, resources were plentiful, and many realms were at a higher level.

All the holy sons started at this level, and some even killed half-step great beings.

It wasn't like Jiangnan who used tricks; it was pure strength that allowed him to kill opponents of higher levels.

Even the slightest touch of great power is a completely different concept.

This is a chasm.

Theoretically, it's impossible for someone at the Dragon Transformation Realm to kill someone of a higher level, even someone at the Perfected Dragon Transformation Realm.

And the Holy Sons are often only at the early or middle stage of the Dragon Transformation realm.

Because it was too high a goal, I left that position and joined a group of younger people to pursue even higher goals.

The ultimate goal of cultivation is to overpower the geniuses of all races, fight fiercely on the Heavenly Road, and strive to become the one and only invincible Great Emperor.

The Holy Son is merely a transitional figure.

"I can suppress those of the same level, and I have no fear of those of higher levels," the white-robed youth said calmly.

"I'd like to ask, has Jiangnan offended you?" Jiangnan smiled.

"No," the young man in white said. "He's just annoyed that someone compared him to us."

This statement is tantamount to admitting that he also comes from the Holy Land.

"If you're unhappy, either kneel down or be eliminated. It's that simple," the young man in white said.

"Heroes emerge from among the young! I admire you," Jiang Nan said with a smile.

"Admiration is useless. I'll clear the place out in a bit. This worthless chicken doesn't deserve to eat in the same place as me."

"Those who lack confidence, get out of here."

"If anyone has any news about Jiangnan, please let me know."

"Tell you? Tell those holy lands that there are 100,000 jin of source material," someone said.

And with your temper, it's a miracle you weren't slapped.

I can't beat you.

"I'll offer 200,000 jin," the young man in white said, displaying his wealth and arrogance.

"Do you have one?" Jiang Nan smiled.

The young man in white glanced at it, raised his hand and waved it, and suddenly a mountain of energy appeared in the void outside, which he then withdrew.

This made countless people's eyes light up.

I feel like I'm being robbed.

But they could only think about it; they couldn't beat this young man, and there were old servants outside.

Although I don't want to admit it, this young man is definitely the kind of person who can surpass those levels.

Dragon-transformation combat power! This is top-tier anywhere.

They are inferior to ordinary cultivators.

Needless to say, there's a powerful backer behind it all.

"This young man must be a direct disciple or descendant of some old fellow from the Holy Land," someone said.

"Hehe..." A charming voice rang out, and for a moment countless people felt their hearts go numb, their bones go numb, and they almost lost their balance, their eyes filled with infatuation.

This is no joke; they are all cultivators, how could they not stand firm?

If we were to attack at this moment, we could absolutely wipe out a large number of them.

Some people realized what was happening and were already covered in cold sweat.

That was close! I was momentarily distracted.

For cultivators, this is absolutely a taboo.