Upon hearing Xu Wendong's provocative words, Shangguan Hong's eyes instantly flashed with a sinister gleam, as if dark clouds had obscured the sun, adding even more coldness to his already grim visage.
He snorted coldly, the sound squeezed out from between his teeth, deep and oppressive: "Hmph, if you refuse, you will be at odds with the entire Cultivation World, defying the peace of the multitudes; you'd better weigh the consequences clearly."
As soon as these words were spoken.
It was like a heavy bomb thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves.
The surrounding people were first stunned, then exploded like a powder keg ignited.
Those fanatics who were already glaring angrily at Xu Wendong now flushed red, their neck veins bulging, spewing foul words like a machine gun.
"You insolent fool! Senior Shangguan's painstaking efforts have all been messed up by you, how dare you defy him? You must really have a death wish!"
