A dragon has its reverse scale; touch it, and you die.
And for most men, their women were undoubtedly among their greatest taboos.
Lu Yunxiao was naturally no exception.
Originally, he had merely wanted Yao Ming to kill Yao Xiaotian and be done with it.
But now, he felt that Yao Xiaotian ought to suffer a beating before he died.
And even in death, he could not be allowed to die too easily.
What?
Too ruthless?
Toward those who violated his taboos, Lu Yunxiao had never shown mercy.
He had never minded using the most ruthless methods against any enemy.
"Ha ha ha, this king is courting death?"
"You little bastard, you sure have a big mouth!"
"Boy, no matter how you snuck into my Underworld Serpent Vein or what force stands behind you."
"This underground world is the territory of my Nine Nether Deep Ground Python Clan. You nearly ruined my great plan, so this king will never forgive you."
"Today, this king will throw both you and that cripple into the Myriad Serpent Cave!"
Yao Xiaotian stared at Lu Yunxiao with extreme malice. Had there not been a trace of his Soul Imprint within the seal, Lu Yunxiao might truly have secretly rescued Yao Ming today.
Once Yao Ming recovered his strength in the future, he would surely come to seize the position of Clan Leader. That would bring another great deal of trouble.
How could Yao Xiaotian not hate Lu Yunxiao to the bone?
"Grand Elder, make your move!"
Yao Xiaotian shouted, and two overwhelming auras rose at once.
"Yao Ming, recover your Dou Qi first. Leave things here to me," Lu Yunxiao said calmly.
"Yes, Master, but you must be careful. That fellow is now a mid-stage One-Star Dou Saint, and he has cultivated many ultimate