After Meng Jingzhou announced the competition rules, the Lor Forest fell into dead silence, and the crowd was like a pack of wolves in the night, their green eyes fixated on Lu Yang tied to a chair.
Lu Yang felt his scalp tingle, realizing it was one thing to see a flurry of invitations piled up on the Meng Family's table, but quite another to have those who sent the invitations standing densely in front of him in person.
"Master, just how many people did you offend in the Imperial City? You're already at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, why don't you hurry over and take care of these enemies?"
In the perilous Cultivation World, one must be decisive in killing to ensure one's own protection.