That expert’s face caved in. Without a sound, he fainted.

This was Long Chen being merciful. If he had added just a bit of force, he’d have died.

Chaos followed his actions. Quite a few people were about to shout furiously at Long Chen. However, their voices were cut short when Mo Nian pulled back his bowstring. Things were silent.

They were shocked to find that every single one of them was locked onto by Mo Nian’s aura. With a single thought, he could kill them all. An intense sensation of death filled their hearts. 

Although they had heard of Mo Nian’s name, all they knew was the name of the Western Wretch. He spent all day robbing tombs, so he was looked down on.

However, as soon as Mo Nian pulled back his bowstring, they felt all their lives be held in his grasp. Their expressions wildly shifted. Only now did they learn just how great the difference between them and Mo Nian was.

“What… what are you planning on doing? Why fight amongst ourselves?” asked one person, shaking.

The ruckus over here drew the other experts who...