The atmosphere on the scene was noisy, so the appearance of these six people in green robes did not attract much attention.
Only the people at the table who were yelled at turned their heads to look at the six people in green robes.
"What are you looking at? Didn't you hear me telling you to get lost?"
The people in green robes sneered disdainfully, and their yelling voices spread out.
Unexpectedly, they had to repeat the words to a group of ants for the second time, which was really blind of them.
Hearing this, the people at the table were also amused.
They didn't expect that under today's circumstances, there were still blind people coming to make trouble. Were they trying to enter the 18 levels of hell by angering Lord Yama?
Of course.
Sir is here, so it's best not to make trouble if possible.
Therefore, even in the face of such offensive words, the people at the table were not angry either, but one of the younger men stood up and advised, "Gentlemen, I suggest you go back where you came from. This is not a place where you are qualified to run amok."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, the six people in green robes were immediately annoyed.
They didn't expect that a broken tavern with a group of ants would actually say that they were not qualified to run amok here.
These ants were quite arrogant!
They were just worried that they had come to Pingjiang City and could not find any news about the ancient statues, and they didn't know how to explain when they went back. Now they had stumbled upon the muzzle of these ants.
These ants were just asking to be crushed!
"Perish into dust!"
One of the men in green robes moved his palm without any warning, with a cold sneer on his face.
With a flip of his palm, he slapped towards the chest of the young man.
Obviously, this was an absolute killer move.
"Oh?"
"Eight Life Martial Emperor?"
The face of the young man who stood up to advise suddenly changed.
He didn't expect that these six people in green robes were also Martial Emperors, and even more unexpectedly, they dared to suddenly make a move.
Since he was one of the weaker ones in this hall, with only the strength of a Six Life Martial Emperor himself, he was unable to block the palm in the first moment, and was sent flying.
Coincidentally, he crashed onto Yi Feng's table.
Yi Feng, who was raising a cup to toast with others, was splashed all over by the flying food, and stood there holding the cup, stunned.
The sudden change caused the noisy atmosphere in the hall to suddenly become quiet.
At this moment.
You could hear a pin drop in the hall.
Even the sound of tree leaves brushed by the wind outside the street became extremely harsh.
Tense and apprehensive eyes fell on Yi Feng.
The nerves also collectively jumped to the forehead!
Finally.
Yi Feng looked up and down at the leftovers on his body, then at the young man who fell at his feet, and his face gradually became gloomy.
As his face darkened, all the pupils watching Yi Feng's expression shrank in unison.
At the same time, everyone's hearts thudded involuntarily.
It's over!
Big trouble!
Many people were already sweating profusely on their foreheads.
Sir is probably going to get angry.
Could the Immortal River Continent withstand the wrath of sir?
"Slap!"
In an instant, dozens of pairs of chopsticks fell at the same time, and dozens of figures stood up in unison.
Damn it!
The blind fool actually offended sir. This is unforgivable!
Everyone in the hall was filled with murderous rage, and dozens of murderous gazes focused on the six people in green robes.
Facing these sixty gazes, the six men in black suddenly felt a chill down their spines, as if they were being stared at by dozens of ancient fierce beasts.
"What's going on? They're clearly just a bunch of ants, so why do I feel afraid?" One of the men in green couldn't help but say.
"Yeah, something feels wrong. That slap just now should have turned that guy into nothingness, but unexpectedly he was only slightly injured." Another man in green also couldn't help but say.
"What's there to be afraid of? The six of us are Eight Life Martial Emperors, surely they can't do anything to us!" Another man in green sneered disdainfully, "Even if there are some hidden masters among them, how strong can they get in such a small place?"
Hearing this, the other men in green nodded repeatedly.
That makes sense.
The six of them were Eight Life Martial Emperors. They could basically rampage across the entire continent. How could they capsize the boat in a small place like this?
Thinking of this, the six were no longer afraid. On the contrary, they raised their arrogant heads and glared at everyone, "What are you staring at? You're just a bunch of ants. Do you really want to fight us?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
