Domineering Asura!
Feathered lowlife!
Who in this world would dare to call the Golden Crow race a feathered lowlife?
Was he truly not afraid of death?
The voice was hoarse and deep, but it possessed an indescribable magic, as though it looked down on all living beings and races!
Who was it?!
Who would have the guts?!
Who would have such boldness?!
All the cultivators turned towards the voice.
Not far away, a cultivator with white hair walked over slowly with a cold expression. His eyes were pitch-black and he dragged a saber that was coiled with fiend qi in his right hand.
"Asura!"
"It's the Asura, Yan Beichen!"
The crowd exclaimed.
Under normal circumstances, the titular disciple of Asura Sect was the Asura while Yan Beichen had already left the sect.