Seeing the dark ocean sprinkle all over the ground, Chen Chen beckoned with his hand, and a storage ring fell into his hand.
He originally didn't want to offend the Tianming Holy Region. After all, there were peak Mahayana cultivators in the holy region, and with his current strength, he was still unable to deal with them.
Whether or not to kill this group of people was only a matter of a thought.
"Immortal! I have eyes, but I don't know you! Please show mercy and give me another chance."
Qiu Wen knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face.
"Which sect are you from?"Chen Chen asked.
"Stable... stable sect."
"There's also a sect with such a name... to be honest, a truly stable sect shouldn't offend anyone, do you understand?"
"I understand..."
"It's good that you understand. Actually, I'm also a person who likes to seek stability."