The moment the short, burly young man finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to grasp something. He stepped forward and said to Qing Luo, "Is this any business of yours? A mere Celestial Realm First Stage cultivator dares meddle in the Illusory Moon Sect's affairs? Slap your own mouth until every last tooth is shattered!"
Sharp intakes of breath sounded all around. How ruthless. She had merely offered a reminder, yet she was to suffer such a calamity.
Losing a few teeth was no great matter. Once one cultivated to the Celestial Realm, they could grow back in an instant. But if she publicly slapped herself like this, could she still hope for any progress in her Dao heart afterward?
Overbearing—this was the overbearing nature of a clan lord's prodigy. If he had merely been an ordinary disciple of the Illusory Moon Sect, he naturally would not have dared to act so tyrannically; otherwise, he would simply be courting death. But the Illusory Moon Sect's prodigies were different. With the Illusory Moon Sect backing them, they naturally acted without restraint.
Sun Zishi and Liu Zaifan were also furious, even more enraged than they had been when facing Wei Tianxiang earlier.
Did these clan lord prodigies truly regard them all as ants?
Yet even more people around them did not dare utter a word. The Four Great Royal Clans and twenty-eight clan lord clans had ruled the human race for countless years, their accumulated might deeply entrenched. Even if they did not consider themselves, they had to consider the sects behind them.
And even if they wanted to stand up for her, it would be useless. They could not even see through this basic formation, so how could they be a match for the Illusory Moon Sect's prodigies?
Tears immediately welled up