As soon as this young man appeared, all the gods from various religions were confused.

When people looked closely, they found that all the young men and women were extraordinary. Any one of them who stood alone was like a dragon or a phoenix among men. That kind of temperament was rare.

Although the four young men and women who remained silent did not show any celestial energy, they were absolutely stunning, not inferior to the young man who spoke, because that kind of demeanor was enough to explain everything.

"It's so disappointing. It's too weak. Has the younger generation been ruined?" The young man who spoke earlier shook his head and looked at the people present.

There are indeed some young monks coming here from the upper realm, but compared with the few people on the altar, the gap is so huge that there is no way to measure it.

Their faces were red, and some were dissatisfied, saying: "We are indeed stupid, not geniuses, but some of us may not be weaker than you, but we have just gone to the ancient ruins of the immortals."

"I've heard about that place. I heard that only people below the level of gods can go in. I think they were all young monks who wanted to compete with the gods.

"Not even close." The young man shook his head.

He is a god, and he also has immortal energy. He puts his hands on his back and looks down upon everyone, which naturally makes people speechless.

"How weak!" He shook his head again, then looked at some gods in the upper world and said: "Since the young people here are so bad, I want to compete with you."

"You!" Someone looked unhappy.
Chapter completed!