Faced with Zuo Heling's words, He Daoxuan's expression turned incomparably grave. He looked at him and said in a deep voice:
"Elder Zuo, my Sacred Hall's ranking on the Heaven and Earth Wind and Cloud Ranking truly is not as illustrious as your Zuo Clan Ancestral Hall's! But that absolutely does not mean my Sacred Hall is a soft persimmon for anyone to squeeze! I'll say it one last time: Jiang Bei is not in the Sacred Hall at this moment, and we do not know where he has gone! Besides,"
His tone suddenly shifted, and he said in a fury, "Your Zuo Clan Ancestral Hall's branch, the Zuo Family, previously attacked my Sacred Hall without authorization, using despicable and vicious methods. We have yet to settle that account! Now Elder Zuo is turning guest into host, making countercharges, and pressing us at every step. Isn't that far too overbearing?!"
"Hahahahaha!"
Hearing this, Zuo Heling laughed from sheer rage and said with incomparable contempt, "What a joke! Utterly ridiculous! What do you think you are? You think you're worthy of reasoning with this old man? The rules of the God Realm have always been decided by whoever has the bigger fist! Since that little beast Jiang Bei isn't here, fine. Today, this old man will wash this Sacred Hall of yours in blood and use your dog heads to honor the heroic souls of my clan! If you want someone to blame, blame yourselves for raising a wretch like Jiang Bei!"
Before his words had even faded, the terrifying pressure around Zuo Heling erupted without the slightest restraint!
That pressure was like a storm, sweeping across the entire Sacred Hall plaza in an instant!
"God... God Emperor Realm?!"
Feeling that mighty pressure, Qi Jun's face went deathly pale. He cried