Yuanshi wore the same look of astonishment, but when he sensed that Li Tian had stopped at only the second level, the taut string in his heart loosened somewhat.
Hmph!
So what if you, Li Tian, have reclaimed your Saintly Position?
You have not reached the peak realm at all!
The three of us have joined forces—why should we fear you?!
Li Tian's eyes were blades, cold light gleaming within them, his Sword Intent chillingly fierce as he swept his gaze over those three despicable wretches.
"Well? Bullying my disciple and attacking my mountain-guarding formation—did you enjoy yourselves?"
"You three 'great masters' are quite skilled at dealing with juniors!"
"Could it be that you cultivated to this extent by feeding on filth?"
"And you still have the nerve to stand here? Your hides are probably so thick that neither blade nor axe could leave a mark!"
Li Tian was beside himself with rage. Every word crashed down like thunder, cleaving toward the Three Saints.
Rebuked so harshly before all the Great Powers of the Primordial Wilderness, the three lost all face, shame and fury intertwining as rage blazed ever higher!
Having their dirty secrets exposed by Li Tian in public only added fuel to the fire.
Yuanshi in particular was the worst off. He had always cared deeply about his reputation; after hearing such sharp mockery, the flames of anger on his face surged wildly, impossible to suppress.
If Li Tian had reached the third level, Yuanshi might have felt wary. But now, he was merely at the second level!
Even if you have returned to the Saintly Position, I have nothing to fear!
Besides, with three against one, what waves could he possibly stir up?
Could a mere second-level cultivator truly fight three alone and defeat us?
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