C885 A Disastrous Disaster

"Anyone else?"

Ye Chen raised his head and looked around. His tone was calm, but his eyes swept across the place. There were more than a hundred Nascent Infant Cultivator warriors, but none of them spoke. Some of the middle and small sects' elder even shrank back.

"Ye Chen, could it be that you want to stop all of us by yourself? Hehe, let's not talk about whether you can really stop us or not