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Wentian's voice was extremely high-pitched, carrying a surge of monstrous anger, and even more terrifying pressure, making everyone present breathless.

Being so noble and easily killing George had completely shocked the group of Westerners.

All of them looked extremely ugly now, and some were even so frightened that their bodies trembled involuntarily, completely shocked by Wentian's power.

George is almost the strongest among them. Although this is not absolute, it is almost a public thing.

After all, George is a being with the title of King of Power and the power of fire element, which even Alexander cannot compare with.

People with superpowers, just like people in the martial arts community of China, don't care at all about the ranking list, they are just the three or four rare people in front of them.

Wentian's voice was still echoing continuously, and the whole secret room was lingering, unable to calm down.

For Westerners, this is a nightmare-like roar, which has always made their liver and gallbladder burst. At this moment, they even dare not escape easily, for fear of being pursued by Wentian.

But the group of sect masters from various sects, and even the casual hermits, were extremely excited at the moment. Each one of them clenched their fists tightly, extremely angry and excited.

Some were so excited that they shed tears. The land of China cannot be trampled by outsiders. Anyone outside the four seas will be punished no matter how far away it is!

This is the Dragon Soul of China, which is why China is regarded as a forbidden land by many countries, because it is ancient, unfathomable, and extremely powerful.

"Master Wentian, well done!"

A casual cultivator burst into tears and shouted excitedly, showing his true feelings.

"Master Wentian promotes the prestige of our country, and promotes the prestige of our martial arts world!"

"Headmaster Wentian deserves to be the leader among the lower heads!"

As soon as these words came out, many sect leaders changed their expressions slightly, but they had to admit that Wentian was indeed much stronger than them. This was a fact.

As for the praise of these people, Wenxuan and Wende were naturally extremely satisfied. The prestige of the Piaomiao Gate had declined before it passed by, but this time it could be improved.

Ke Wentian didn't comment on all this and didn't care at all. His eyes were still looking at the group of Westerners.

Seeing the murderous intent in Wentian's eyes, many people were frightened and almost knelt down.

"Is there anyone left to fight with me?"

Wentian roared again, the sound was no less than before, it was deafening.

Everyone's colors changed one after another, they were so frightened that they had no intention of resisting at all.

"No, you are the son of heaven, no one can defeat you!"

The man with long blond hair said hurriedly at this moment, with great respect.

Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly. Are foreigners afraid of death? They are not much taller than Chinese people, but why do we always hear people in the secular world kneeling and licking foreigners? Maybe they are spies from the enemy country.

Others hurriedly agreed at this moment, not daring to be dissatisfied at all.

Wentian looked at this group of people with a hint of contempt in his eyes, and couldn't help shouting: "Why don't you get out?!"

Everyone looked at each other, not with anger, but with a sense of relief. Spare them, this is the best result.

"Get out, let's get out now."

The man with long blond hair said hurriedly, and then ran out like flying towards the entrance of the cave.

Others also heard the news and left the secret room one after another. In the blink of an eye, they were all gone.

Wentian was even more disdainful of this. A group of people who were as timid as mice thought they were real martial arts people and not worth mentioning.

At this moment, Wentian withdrew his face and regained his composure, but there was still a touch of majesty in his eyes.

When they saw the group of Westerners leaving, the other sect leaders and the hermits raised their arms and shouted, as if they had won a very important battle.

"Head Wentian has encouraged martial arts practitioners like us to frighten the rats of other countries. In the future, these people will definitely be even more wary when they come to China."

"That's right, this group of people may have to think carefully if they want to come again."

"Yes, thanks to Master Wentian this time, otherwise we would have been kicked out and humiliated."

The crowd started to flatter him again. Now that Wentian was the strongest, they naturally had to agree with him. If he was wrong in some way and left a group of people behind, there would be no place to cry.

"Enough!"

Wentian shouted impatiently, looking at the opened bronze door.

Only now did he feel the strangeness of the bronze door, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Seeing that the matter had calmed down, Mao Shiba and others did not relax at all. Instead, they became anxious and a group of people tiptoed to escape towards the depths of the cave entrance.

At least it would be much safer to go inside. It would be safest to wait for Su Yan to come out.

However, Wentian's spiritual consciousness is not ordinary. It has been mastered by these people for a long time, and it is impossible to escape from his grasp.

"If you want to escape, I don't mind leaving your heads behind!"

Wentian shouted softly, with a hint of threat. All the sect leaders and hermits looked at the bronze door, wondering why.

Wentian naturally didn't care about this group of people, because he was not afraid at all, and these people were no match for him.

What he has to do now is to ask clearly about everything in it, without leaving anything out.

Mao Shiba and others froze in their steps, with bitterness on their faces, and they could only walk out of the cave obediently.

"We didn't want to escape. This is a door to death. There might be some serious danger inside. We were just frightened by the fight just now and misidentified the direction."

"No need to explain."

Wentian responded directly, his eyes staring straight at Mao Shiba, shining with a cold luster.

"One of you said before that your master is still inside, is that true?"

"No, I didn't say that."

Bang!

Attacking without any warning, Mao Shiba had no ability to resist in front of Wentian. He was knocked to the ground by the attack and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Don't tell lies to me, or you will die ugly!"

Mao Shiba endured the severe pain and slowly stood up, his eyes filled with horror.

"No...don't dare."

"Who opened this door to death?!"

"I don't know that."

"I'm afraid it was your Lord who solved this group of skeleton soldiers. Where is he now?"

Wentian looked at Mao Shiba with a questioning tone, full of majesty.

Facing Wentian's pressing questions, Mao Shiba no longer dared to lie and could only answer truthfully.

"He's in this death door, and we don't know what's going on." Mao Shiba pointed at the death door where Su Yan entered, and said in a low voice.

"Who is your adult!"

"His name is Su Kai, he's just a little better than me." Of course Mao Shiba couldn't tell his real name, so he just made up a fake one.

"Be stronger, be stronger. Can you come back alive after entering the door of death?"

Wentian's voice suddenly rose again, causing Mao Shiba and others to completely change their expressions, because what he said was true, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.