And the more the cultivators of the world learned, the more their scalps tingled with awe.
Su Changqing's experiences, his studies, and the achievements he has reached now astonished everyone.
At this moment, even some supreme talents felt an overwhelming pressure.
To have such a prodigy in their era was both a blessing and a misfortune for them.
"Is he Su Changqing?"
On the demon race's platform, the golden crow 'Holy Feather' flashed a sharp golden light in its eyes, battle intent surging.
"It is indeed him."
The celestial wolf 'Yao Yue' looked towards the Confucian platform, with killing intent in its eyes, and said:
"Princess, don't be anxious. Wait until the human race is further depleted, then I'll personally capture him!"
Hearing this, Holy Feather arrogantly declared, "I'll do it myself later, and no one else shall interfere!"
The surrounding demons wanted to speak but stopped, ultimately nodding in agreement.
