Li Muyun's expression was cold as she looked at Fumo Qian like a dead woman.
Smack!
She struck Fumo Qian across the face, scattering some of the countless Primordial God Seeds there.
Fumo Qian's twisted neck slowly turned back. She stared at Li Muyun in disbelief. "Have you gone mad? Are you really going to turn completely against my Fumo Lineage?"
Li Muyun said nothing and slapped her again and again.
Smack! Smack!
She had no claws like those of a Ghostgod Body, but her storm of slaps was no less devastating!
Fumo Qian had once inflicted this humiliation on her. Now Li Muyun returned it.
Fumo Qian did not even have as many spectators as Li Muyun had back then, yet the blow to her pride was enough to drive the haughty Golden-Eyed Holy Blood Clan woman into hysterics!
"You're dead, Li Muyun! You and your daughter Li Mulian will both face the vengeance of my Fumo Lineage!"
"Your home galaxy will perish because of your choice, and you and Li Mulian will become playthings for the soldiers of the Ghost God Clan army!"
"You lowly race should consider it an honor to amuse the Golden-Eyed Holy Blood Clan. It's only a pity your wretched kind can't bear children to serve as our slaves after you!"
Li Muyun turned a deaf ear to every threat and curse Fumo Qian hurled at her.
Under the unending slaps, Fumo Qian's resistance crumbled. At last, she simply shut her mouth.
She had realized that this madwoman did not fear her threats in the least. If anything, her blows were growing more vicious.
Li Muyun had never done anything so satisfying. In the past, she would never have dared treat someone like Fumo Qian this way.
But there was no turning back for