Humiliation

The martial arena was three to four times the size of a football stadium.

It had seats on all sides, an elevated platform in the middle and an open roof.

When Yu Nianzhen and Jiang Yue arrived, almost all the seats were filled.

The seated cultivators were whispering amongst themselves forming a cacophony of excitement.

"I didn't expect there would be so many people." Jiang Yue said and looked around.

This was the first time he saw so many people in one place.

It was a little amazing but also a little scary.

"The Ice Palace sect sold admission tickets." Yu Nianzhen repeated what he heard from his master.

Jiang Yue rolled his eyes and snorted.

He understood a little of why the Ice Palace sect had made things so big.

Among ordinary cultivators and mortals, Yang Xu was the hero who prevented the invasion of foreign devils.