Although Ye Tinglian was a Great Emperor and had long cultivated an air of calm composure, the possibility that Xiao Chen had been killed still ignited a terrifying rage within her.
She had always possessed a temper as fierce as fire in her youth, and the technique she cultivated was of the fire element. Later, as her cultivation grew profound, she merely reined in her fiery temper—it did not mean she had lost it.
Now that she was enraged, her imposing might seemed capable of shaking heaven and earth.
"Ancestor Ye, quell your anger. Now is not the time for internal strife. He is merely a fairly decent Heavenly Prodigy Rank; do not harm the harmony between us." Jin Yuanqing spoke, his voice ringing like a great bell. Surging sound waves transformed into streaks of golden ripples and, in the blink of an eye, suppressed the firelight around Ye Tinglian.
"You wish to play favorites?" Ye Tinglian murmured. Two blazing fires burst from her eyes and spread in all directions, making the entire sky seem to have been set alight, filled everywhere with roaring flames.
The terrifying sound waves released by Jin Yuanqing instantly scattered, completely burned away.
Jin Yuanqing's expression shifted slightly as he retreated ten meters, clearly deeply wary of Ye Tinglian's terrifying flames.
Fire overcame metal.
The Emperor Essence throughout his body happened to be restrained by Ye Tinglian.
He simply had not expected that, while provoking Xuan Yuan Haoran, Ye Tinglian would actually dare attack him as well.
What a madwoman.
He came from the Outer Realm, so naturally he stood on Xuan Yuan Haoran's side.
Moreover, in his eyes, Ye Tinglian's fury was entirely unnecessary.
He was only a fairly decent Heavenly Prodigy Rank. Was there really any need to make such a grand fuss?