Tang Zhen's answer made the green feather race cultivator fall into silence.
They were all clearly aware that a truly powerful enemy had appeared in the myriad tribes war this time.
If Tang Zhen were to participate in the war, there would be very few young cultivators from the various races that could match him.
Even if the age limit was removed, they would still be qualified to participate. They might not be a match for Tang Zhen.
There were no old or young on the path of cultivation, and strength was everything.
Every race in the true spirit world would not lack genius cultivators who had dazzling and shocking performances.
However, such a genius, when placed among the geniuses of the major races, was extremely likely to be lost in the crowd.
There would always be someone stronger, and there would always be someone stronger. Only when he participated in the war of ten thousand races in the Tong Tian tower did he know what it meant to be insignificant.