"Why do these people look at me as if they've seen a plague god?"
"Am I really that frightening?"
Chu Feng looked at the reactions of the others and couldn't help but speak.
He even gave them a smile.
But this smile, in the eyes of the great powers of the Great Thousand World, was no different from a demon's smile!
"Your reputation as the Demon Lord now reverberates throughout the Great Thousand World, with so many people perishing at your hands."
"Naturally, they see you as a plague god!"
Lin Shiyu said with a smile.
"Alas, this is infamy known far and wide!"
Chu Feng sighed.
"This statue is quite interesting!"
Then Chu Feng noticed the statue in the center position of the First Barbaric Tribe.
Though just a statue, it exuded an invisible oppressive aura.
Moreover, Chu Feng felt a mysterious and terrifying power within the statue.
"This should be the statue of the founder of the Barbaric Clan, the Lord of Wilderness!"
"Not simple!"
Lin Shiyu remarked.
