"With my cultivation, I threaten you, so what can you do?" The old man surnamed Wang looked cold.
"Then you'd better think of a way out for yourself first." Su Han said calmly.
While speaking, his steps lifted up again, heading towards the edge of Qingming Lake.
"Asshole, you are so arrogant!"
The old man surnamed Wang suddenly stood up, stopped in front of Su Han, and said in a deep voice: "Qingming Lake has been created, and you are not qualified to stand here based on your cultivation!"
"Get lost." Su Han narrowed his eyes deeply.
"What did you say?!"
The old man surnamed Wang had a face full of disbelief.
How dare a trash who is not even a true god dare to insult himself like this?
The rage that spread instantly made him have the urge to take action directly and kill Su Han.
But he can become a god only after many years of experience in this cruel world.
When he was furious, he reflexively felt...
The man in white in front of me is not easy to mess with!
There were so many strong men present, and stars were twinkling between everyone's eyebrows.
Why is he so arrogant when he knows he is not inferior to anyone? Is he brainless? Or is he still a fool?
It’s not a divine realm, at least it’s a fairyland.
How can there be a fool in a fairyland?
These thoughts flashed through the mind of the old man named Wang instantly.
His impulse to take action immediately subsided.
"Boy, who are you?"
The old man surnamed Wang snorted coldly: "Are you from the Baiyi family in the first-level district?"
"White family?!"
Hearing this, the monks around him changed their expressions slightly.
Su Han, on the other hand, also showed doubts.
"White family? What is that?"
These words immediately distanced him from the Baiyi family.
"Since you are not from the Baiyi family, why do you have such confidence?"
The old man surnamed Wang suppressed his impatience and said in a deep voice: "You must have a bigger background? Do you think I dare not touch you?"
"Sorry, not really."
Su Han smiled faintly: "Su has just come up from the medium star field, and does not have any background in this upper star field."
It would be better if he didn't say that.
When he said this, the old man's suspicion suddenly became more serious.
If he was really a monk with no background and such low cultivation, no matter how stupid he was, he wouldn't be able to tell everyone so straightforwardly, right?
Why should he? Are you tired of living?
"Step aside."
Before the old man named Wang could worry too much, Su Han spoke again.
The old man surnamed Wang was gloomy for a long time, and finally took a step away.
However, the moment Su Han passed by him, the old man surnamed Wang suddenly said: "Boy, don't be too proud. Good fortune in the superior star field, no matter how big or small, is not that easy to get. At this moment, even if I
It doesn’t matter if I make a way for you. When fate really appears, it will be the time when your life and death will really be decided!”
"You'd better not mess with me."
Su Han gradually moved forward, and the soft voice reached the ears of the old man surnamed Wang.
This kind of warning made the old man named Wang furious, but at the same time his heart sank.
From the beginning to now, the man in white has been too calm.
Anyone present can easily crush him to death.
But he was facing so much pressure, but his expression remained unchanged, unmoved at all.
Is he able to withstand this kind of pressure, or does he have items in his hand that can compete with the divine realm?
What kind of identity does he have?
Not only the old man named Wang, but also other monks around him were so suspicious in their hearts.
They looked down upon Su Han, with contempt in their hearts and ridicule in their mouths.
But at this moment, their strong caution made them dare not touch Su Han at all.
"Let's wait until the creation comes out to talk about everything!"
This is what everyone is thinking.
As for Su Han, when he reached the edge of Qingming Lake, he finally stopped.
The hem of his clothes waved and he sat cross-legged.
On both sides of him, there are naturally monks, with five stars between his eyebrows.
The two men kept staring at Su Han with unkind expressions.
But Su Han closed his eyes and fell asleep, paying no attention to it at all.
…
Time passes.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
The originally calm lake water suddenly appeared with a large number of ripples.
Starting from the middle, it spread toward both sides, as if something had opened a crack under the water and wanted to cut Qingming Lake into two parts.
"here we go!"
"Hmph, after waiting for such a long time, is the creation finally coming to the world?"
"I don't know what kind of fate it is that has wasted so much of our time."
Everyone's attention, at this moment, fell on Qingming Lake.
"boom!!!"
At this moment, a huge roar suddenly came out from the rapidly flowing lake!
Su Han's eyes, which had been pretending to be asleep, suddenly opened!
The moment he opened it, he saw an astonishing silvery-white light, looming out of the huge waves that had risen.
"Mythical beast?" Su Han frowned slightly.
"If it is really a mythical beast, then the creation of this place should belong to some kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure."
The treasures of heaven and earth are presumably guarded by various beasts.
When growing, these beasts will rely on the spiritual energy they emit to absorb and refine.
When mature, it will directly devour this treasure of heaven and earth.
"To be able to make such a big fuss before maturity, if this place is really a treasure of heaven and earth, its level should be considered acceptable." Su Han said in his heart.
"Wow!"
The huge waves were stirred up, and everyone could see clearly.
That silvery white light turned out to be a huge tail!
While the waves were churning, the water surface of Qingming Lake also rose sharply, and a jet-black light projected from below the lake water, getting closer and closer.
"what is that?"
Everyone stared.
Many spiritual thoughts swept across and rushed into the lake.
"That's...the black pearl?!"
"Black Blood Linghua, also known as Black Pearl!!!"
"It's actually a black-blooded flower. No wonder there is such a movement. This thing is a treasure for all pseudo-god realms!"
"It is said that the fruits of Black Blood Linghua can have at least one and at most three. Ripe fruits, each one has extremely rich divine energy. Some of them are sufficient, even allowing ordinary low-level pseudo-god realms to directly break through!"
"Such a black-blooded flower is worth at least thirty thousand divine crystals, right?"
"Thirty thousand divine crystals? The black blood flowers are priceless, but the black pearl on them, which is the fruit it bears, is probably more than thirty thousand divine crystals."
"Haha, I'm not waiting here in vain. If I can break through a level with that black pearl, it will be really worth it!"
The moment they saw the black thing, the tens of thousands of monks around them all started making a noise. (To be continued)