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Arrogant!

Too arrogant!

This was the evaluation of Wang Zhong by everyone, including the eight sect leaders and the Holy Beast Helm members like Wei Yongnian. Even the Myriad Manifestation Realm mythical beasts among the Holy Beast Helm felt the same way.

At this moment, when the Three-Legged Golden Crow appeared, they were all trembling, a reaction driven by their bloodline.

This was the Three-Legged Golden Crow! This was the famous holy beast! Even as a mere remnant soul, as long as it breathed out a ball of true fire, it could incinerate the entire Spacious Spirit Sect.

Why was Wang Zhong so calm? What gave him the qualification to speak in such a manner?

"Sect Master Wang, can you please refrain from boasting at a time like this?" Zhuang Ningmeng spoke up.

"That's right, Sect Master Wang, this is no time for joking."

"If you have the means, Sect Master Wang, please use them as soon as possible to avoid any unforeseen events."

The other sect leaders also chimed in.