Fang Yuan called out Nie Tian’s name repeatedly.

However, since he was too weak and exhausted, his voice was almost too weak to hear.

Besides, since the Saint domain experts from the Primal Yang Sect were talking aloud above the Primal Yang Heavenly Grand Formation, it was only natural that Fang Yuan’s voice was drowned out.

Nie Tian, who was looking down, suddenly jerked his head up to glare at Wu Zhuri, who was berating him on and on, and said, “Shut up!”

Wu Zhuri looked deeply insulted, with the flames of fury burning in the depths of his eyes. “How dare you talk to me with such an attitude? Even Chu Rui and Luo Wanxiang wouldn’t dare to treat me like this, not to mention you!”

The Primal Yang Sect possessed profound reserve power. As the sectmaster, he had been treated with respect whenever he had visited the Ancient Fragmentary Star Palace.

Earlier, when Fang Yuan had first arrived, he had also greeted him humbly and...