Wang Jixuan glanced at the robe he was wearing and calmly rode a cloud forward.
He had weathered far greater storms than this. There was no way he would be intimidated by such a scene.
Upon arriving behind Jian Wu, Wang Jixuan revealed himself.
In an instant, every gaze between heaven and earth converged upon him, accompanied by pressure like the heavens collapsing and the sea overturning.
The Feather Clan experts burned with fury.
Yet Wang Jixuan wore a smile. He cupped his hands toward Jian Wu ahead of him and said, "Martial Aunt, let this disciple explain things to them."
Jian Wu nodded slightly. A smile appeared on her dignified, ravishing face as she said gently, "Ji Xuan, tell them everything exactly as it happened. Let them know who was truly at fault today."
"This disciple obeys."
Wang Jixuan cupped his hands in acknowledgment, passed Jian Wu, and stepped to the front of the formation.
His gaze found Huang Langyu, meeting those scarlet eyes directly. He could not help but smile freely.
"How does the Feather God Palace intend to compensate me for my precious enemy-destroying treasure?"
Huang Langyu narrowed his eyes slightly. "You admit that you deployed it?"
"Palace Master Huang, that is quite a strange thing to say," Wang Jixuan said unhurriedly. "Sect Leader Martial Uncle may not know this, but that treasure is indeed uniquely mine. It was also a treasure I used against those Lackeys of the Heavenly Dao. Your Feather God Palace stole my treasure without my permission, then blew it up. How do you intend to compensate me for that?"
Huang Langyu roared, "You were the one who detonated it!"
"There are limits to spouting nonsense," Wang Jixuan said coldly. "I am merely at the Heavenly Immortal Dao Realm. How could I possibly