Yu Wenxiu was still confident just a moment ago, but the situation had turned around in the blink of an eye. The white-clothed man and woman immediately appeared when they were planning to go after the Black Thunder Saint Canon. The moment they appeared, everyone was shocked and thoroughly intimidated.

They were only at the pinnacle of the Profound Life Stage, but the strength they displayed left everyone dumbfounded. It was true that the white-clothed man and woman were only at the pinnacle of the Profound Life Stage, but the strength they could use far surpassed that.

Yu Wenxiu knew that these two were seniors, and they might even be saints. But his confidence came from the Black Tortoise Void Sea, so he didn’t place them in his eyes. As a result, he took a resounding slap to his face.

“Who the hell are you? Don’t you know we’re disciples of the holy lands?!” Yu Wenxiu struggled back to his feet and coldly looked at the woman.

But the woman wore a playful gaze, and smiled, “Even saint disciples didn’t dare to let out a fart in front of me when I was younger. Even their holy sons and maidens were nothing in my eyes. With your...