All the deities present were startled.
Then, amidst the ripples, Xue An slowly walked out, surveying the entire arena and offering everyone a slight smile.
"Hello, everyone!"
Qing Hong's expression changed as she demanded in a stern voice, "Who are you?"
Xue An stared at the woman for a moment before responding indifferently, "Who I am does not matter! What matters is that I am here to kill you all; I suppose none of you would object to that, right?"
Boom!
His words stirred a commotion among the crowd.
"Where did this madman come from? He's courting death!"
"That's right, kill him!"
Without anyone instructing them, the guards responsible for defense had already charged into the sky, ready to strike.
Each of these guards possessed the cultivation level of a Golden Immortal, and their combined attack was even more formidable.
However, as their strike neared Xue An, it suddenly turned into a gentle breeze and dissipated into nothingness.
Then, Xue An took a step forward.
