As soon as An Jing spoke, the entire wilderness fell silent.
Even the Heavenly Demons ceased their howling, the wind stopped its wailing, and hundreds of pairs of eyes converged in astonishment, finding the situation absurd, yet An Jing's previous demonstration of power proved that his words were not empty boasts, but confidence born of absolute certainty.
However… even if An Jing dared to fight them all alone, could they really join forces to deal with him? Everyone stood still like stones, but their spirits and eyes were locked onto their companions nearby.
Doubt, the ridiculous, the ludicrous, the inconceivable… they glanced at each other, nearly bursting into laughter. How could their scouts, spies, and special operatives, along with those Heavenly Demons and Ghosts, ever unite against An Jing!
But An Jing wasn't really speaking to them.
He was addressing those who were truly qualified to challenge him.
