"My lord! That youngster is too arrogant! Too presumptuous! Why don’t you teach him a lesson?"

"Exactly! It’s as if he doesn’t even regard you! It’s one thing to disregard us, but we absolutely cannot tolerate that brat ignoring you!"

"Lord, just give the command, and we’ll follow you to kill him at once!"

Tens of thousands of powerful beings roared with righteous indignation, continuously shouting.

From Luo Tianran’s appearance to his departure, he never glanced at the tens of thousands of powerful beings in the square, clearly not acknowledging their existence.

In the end, he threw out a sentence full of threats before leaving, and the threat was directed at Dantong, the one who made the entire Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm submit, indeed very arrogant and presumptuous.

Dantong sat there with a look of displeasure, drinking sullenly, muttering something under his breath.

Seeing this situation, no one dared to speak again, or even raise their heads.

The dead silent square was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Facing Luo Tianran’s threat, is Dantong afraid?

Dantong remained silent. Could it be that he’s really afraid of that arrogant guy just now?

Tens of thousands of strong individuals kept guessing in their hearts.

The silent square was filled with an eerie atmosphere.

Suddenly, after what seemed an eternity, Dantong stood up, looked at everyone with a serious expression, and asked, "What was the name of that female disciple from the Heavenly Martial Divine Temple yesterday? I can’t remember after thinking for so long."

With Dantong’s question, tens of thousands of strong individuals were stunned.

What nonsense?

Female disciple from the Heavenly Martial Divine Temple?

Name?

Dantong’s question almost scared the tens of thousands of strong individuals into fainting.

It turns out Dantong had been silent for so long not because he was thinking about how to deal with Luo Tianran, nor was he worrying about anything, but he was actually trying to remember the female disciple’s name.

"Greetings, my lord, her name is..." The Hall Master of the Heavenly Martial Divine Temple respectfully said, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Dantong.

Dantong said, "No need to tell me, I’ll think slowly myself. It’s rare for my handsomeness to have charmed her, it’d be embarrassing if I can’t even remember her name, wouldn’t it?"

"Um, lord, aren’t you worried about that arrogant guy?" A cautious Transcendent Saint asked.

The Transcendent Saint’s meaning was obvious. Given the current circumstances, how could he still be thinking about a beauty when someone had already had the audacity to challenge him?

"Worried?" Dantong disdainfully said, "Who is he? Does that waste deserve my worry? He doesn’t even catch my eye. In my eyes, he’s less important than that female disciple from the Heavenly Martial Divine Temple. Besides, there are so many people who can make me worry, where does he rank?"

"..." The entire audience was dead silent.

Luo Tianran’s threat did not bother Dantong at all; to him, Luo Tianran was just a joke.

"Come, come, let’s continue drinking. This banquet has just begun." Dantong laughed, with two beauties beside him quickly pouring wine and feeding him grapes.

"By the way, my lord, are you from the Seven Divine Realms?" A cautious Transcendent Saint asked.

"Yes, why?" Dantong nodded.

Dantong’s words scared the tens of thousands of strong individuals into a cold sweat, terrifying them to the extreme.

Such a terrifyingly powerful existence, capable of suppressing the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm single-handedly, and they dared to think of attacking the Seven Divine Realms; that’s practically suicidal.

"N-nothing..." The Transcendent Saint awkwardly smiled.

While happily enjoying himself, Dantong suddenly thought of something and abruptly stood up.

The sudden movement caused all tens of thousands of strong individuals to stop in fear.

Dantong waved his hand, and a light screen appeared in the air, showing the image of Luo Tianran.

A Cross-Realm Divine Mirror?

This is the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm, yet Dantong can, with a wave, communicate with Luo Tianran from the Seven Divine Realms?

What kind of divine skill is this?

Tens of thousands of powerful beings watched in shock and awe.

"If you dare tell Feng Wuchen that I’m drinking in the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm, when I get back, I’ll turn you into a dog!" Dantong scolded coldly, pointing at Luo Tianran in the light screen.

"You just enjoy yourself. I have no time for such leisure," Luo Tianran sneered, reaching directly into the clothes of the woman beside him, squeezing indescribable areas.

Dantong waved his hand again, and the light screen vanished instantly.

"Bah! Lustful fool! I spit on you!" Dantong scolded angrily, seemingly unaware he also had two beauties beside him.

"..." Tens of thousands of strong individuals silently despaired.

"Xiao Yang, how’s that little rooster doing?" Dantong asked the old man.

Little rooster?

No way that’s called a little rooster, okay? It’s the Ancient Phoenix, the strongest being in the entire Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm!

Unfortunately for it, it encountered Dantong and got slapped into severe injury, its powerful body nearly destroyed.

"Reporting to my lord, the Heavenly Phoenix Lord is severely injured and still recovering," the elder replied respectfully.

"Isn’t that little rooster supposed to have the ability to reincarnate? Still healing? I already held back, and still, it couldn’t take it?" Dantong shook his head helplessly.

"..." Tens of thousands of strong individuals were once again speechless.

Dantong was not boasting; in his battle with the Ancient Phoenix, he indeed didn’t use his full strength; he only used ten percent of his power to severely injure the strongest being in the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm.

Even though the Phoenix has the skill of reincarnation, it can’t recover because its injuries are too severe.

"Forget it, forget it, blame me for being too strong; if I’d known, I would’ve plucked its feathers on the spot. I was even thinking of introducing it to Brother Feng," Dantong waved his hand helplessly.

"My lord, who is Brother Feng you mentioned? Could we see him? If he ever visits the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm, we’d like to host him," a Great Main God level individual asked.

Dantong thought it over and agreed, since he hadn’t seen Feng Wuchen for a long time, he agreed readily.

Dantong waved his hand again, and a light screen appeared in mid-air once more.

The person in the light screen was Feng Wuchen, though he was unaware of being observed.

"Take a good look; this is Brother Feng, a renowned alchemist in the Seven Divine Realms. He is a descendant of the Ancient Dragon God Clan and has already awakened the ancient bloodline, far stronger than that little rooster’s lineage," Dantong said proudly.

Tens of thousands of strong individuals secretly noted Feng Wuchen; this is someone they must not offend, someone they absolutely can’t afford to offend.

"If my Brother Feng ever comes to the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm, make sure to give him the best reception. If you satisfy me, I’ll ensure your ascension to the Holy Realm, but if anyone dares offend my Brother Feng, hmph, you know the consequences," Dantong said with a faint smile.

"Yes, yes, my lord, rest assured, we would never dare offend Lord Feng!" Tens of thousands of warriors kneeled respectfully.

"Alright, I have matters to attend to, I must take my leave. You all continue drinking, and pass a message to that little rooster: when it recovers, find me in the Seven Divine Realms," Dantong said lightly, and his figure vanished into thin air.

"Farewell, my lord!" Tens of thousands of powerful individuals spoke respectfully, not daring to show any neglect.

Once Dantong left, tens of thousands of powerful beings heaved a sigh of relief, for Dantong’s presence placed upon them an incomparable pressure, as if they were being crushed by a five-finger mountain.

"That demon is terrifying," a Transcendent Saint said in fear.