Round after Round of Challenges, Suppression of the Entire Field (Part 2)

"What's wrong? Have you all given up?"

"Don't bother with your foolish arrogance if you don't intend to stay here."

Just as the entire arena fell into silence, Jiang Chengxuan spoke once more, his tone casual, yet it held an underlying threat that sent a chill down the spines of the hidden Immortals.

The words, half-veiled with a hint of menace, immediately made the hidden Immortals shudder. They exchanged wary glances, no longer daring to waste time.

Without another word, they gathered together, murmuring among themselves, before quickly selecting another Immortal to step forward.

From one of the sects came a towering figure, standing at an imposing height of three zhang (about 9 feet), his skin a deep yellow, resembling a giant, humanoid beast. His face was stern, resembling something cast from bronze.

"Xuán Huáng Immortal Sect, Xuán Huáng Zunzhě," the towering figure introduced himself gravely.