Lin Zhaoyang

Jiang Ming had been keeping an eye on the other end, preventing the top prodigy from the Cultivation Alliance from suddenly attacking. 

The top prodigies were destined to crush the younger generation. Within the Cultivation Alliance, a young man in black robes and black armor frowned slightly. 

"Ning Caichen is afraid of me, but how did he detect my existence?" 

It was normal for the other forces to notice him. Because of the pressure of his powerful aura, all the geniuses present did not dare make a sound. 

However, Jiang Ming had sensed his aura before he showed his pressure. Was his strength even above his? 

However, his physique was particularly special, and his fate was also very strong. An ordinary prodigy was not qualified to challenge him. How could Jiang Ming be able to detect him? 

At this moment, a rather abrupt sound rang out. 

Bang! Bang! Bang!