"The Yan Family is finished!"
This voice reverberated like thunder across the scene.
Everyone turned their stunned gazes toward a single youth, their attention now fixed on him.
The words proclaiming the end of the Yan Family had come from his lips.
At the same time, his identity was revealed — the Supreme Elder of the Osmanthus Sect.
Though this sounded absurd, it no longer mattered at this moment.
The crucial detail was that he was merely in his early twenties.
Although the Osmanthus Sect was known for producing young prodigies, no one believed this youth possessed Path-Entering cultivation.
He was simply too young.
"Xia Liu! What did you just say?"
Yan Fang quickly recovered and glared angrily at Xia Liu.
Xia Liu smiled faintly, stood up from his seat, and gracefully walked toward the arena.
"Oh? It has been a long time since someone dared to question me. Seems like after years of seclusion, quite a few young talents have emerged nowadays."
