When Ji Mo’s voice filled with a thick murderous intent resounded, the many Sacred Race experts behind him fixed their gaze on Zhou Yuan. Although Hunyuan Heaven was the strongest of the lower five heavens, they still felt superior as part of the Sacred Race.

So in their view, Zhou Yuan was asking for death.

Zhou Yuan, however, didn’t seem to notice the many contemptuous gazes. He smiled at Ji Mo and said, "I wonder how you plan to let me die. Do you want to come up and play? I am also very curious to see what’s so great about the Sacred Race.”

A faint light flickered in Ji Mo's eyes as he studied Zhou Yuan for a moment. Then, he smiled mockingly. "Are you sure you’re the leader of the Tianyuan Region team? An intermediate Heavenly Sun expert?”

He detected Zhou Yuan's...