Purple Lightning's face went from white to red, several veins bulging at his temple, even making the wound corroded by the Great Black Heaven Power split open wider.
Thick, black pus-blood flowed out, giving off a violent stench; it was a truly miserable sight!
He had not expected Wang Yu to snap back so simply and bluntly, giving him no face at all. He truly had not treated himself as an outsider.
With rage attacking his heart, Purple Lightning True Lord slammed the table and rose, pointing at Wang Yu from afar.
"What kind of thing do you think you are, daring to spout such wild words here!"
Wang Yu also sneered again and again.
"If you don't accept it, then fight me. If you can win, Wang will hand this position over to you. If you can't... I'm not greedy either. Thirty Top Grade Spirit Stones.
"Whelp, do you dare?!!"
These words were spoken by Wang Yu while wearing a youth's face, directly pulling the mockery to its limit. His ability to tease out anger was naturally also extremely useful.
"—Fine!"
Purple Lightning had only just agreed when Thunder True Lord Yang abruptly slapped the table, and crimson thunder exploded.
"Enough!"
His cold gaze swept over Purple Lightning, warning him.
"Worthy nephew, do not think that just because you have formed your Nascent Soul, you have climbed to the top of the mountain. Beyond the mountain are still mountains; beyond the sky is still sky. If a man is too arrogant, calamity will come crashing down on him of its own accord."
Speaking like this was not merely for Wang Yu's sake.
There was both the thought of upholding his own command and the intention of teaching Purple Lightning, the son of an old friend. It was just that