The surrounding prodigies stood not far from Xia Feng, guarding against him suddenly breaking through the lines to snatch the Celestial Pill.
For a while, both sides remained in a stalemate, neither willing to make the first move and attract concentrated fire.
Finally, someone among the reclusive prodigies couldn't hold back any longer and said, "You've killed so many of our reclusive prodigies, aren't you afraid of us causing you trouble when we get out?"
Xia Feng raised his eyebrows slightly; he thought this person might say something substantial, but it turned out to be meaningless nonsense.
He sneered, "You reclusive tribes are truly overbearing. You were the ones who targeted us first, and you were the first to make a move. Now that we've fought back and injured your people, you suddenly bring up your clan elders?"
His eyes subtly glanced at the golden pillar of light behind everyone, the ominous feeling growing stronger.
