"You...!"
Hong Ling was furious and glared angrily.
"Humph!"
"After this Celestial Eye Forest event, I'll show you the gap between us!"
He stared coldly at Chen Xuan and said harshly.
"Hehe!"
Chen Xuan sneered disdainfully and shrugged indifferently, "With you?"
Others around them watched like spectators, as if accustomed to this, and the elders of various families did not rebuke them.
Clan competition is exactly what they hoped to see.
"Is everyone here?"
A deep voice sounded, instantly drawing everyone's attention to the spiral staircase in the center, where an old man in white slowly came down.
"Greetings, Elder!"
Everyone bowed and shouted, looking at the elder with extreme reverence.
He was the elder in charge of the Celestial Eye Forest.
His standing was very high among the Tree-man Race; no one knew his name, but even Qingyu Xian had to respectfully call him Elder.
"Reporting, Elder, mostly everyone is here." A middle-aged man stepped forward to reply.
