The remaining cultivators were utterly terrified, their eyes wide open as they looked at Chen Nan holding the Pill Furnace, which was taller than a person, giving off a heavy oppressive feeling.
Chen Nan's cold gaze swept over them, causing them to shiver and want to beg for mercy, but under Chen Nan's stare, they swallowed their words back down.
"It seems you all like the Wangchuan Swamp a lot, so why not join them down there!"
For those who wanted to harm him, Chen Nan had always been ruthless, sweeping into the crowd like a gust of wind.
Screams rang out one after another, and in just a moment, the remaining cultivators were knocked into the Wangchuan Swamp, their cries echoing as the swamp swallowed them up.
At this time, Divine Calculator also finally reached the shore, crawling up in a disheveled state, shouting at Chen Nan, "Junior Brother, couldn't you have said something? You scared the life out of this Daoist!"
