The moment they heard those words, the expressions of the Great Xia Gods present changed at once.
Surging waves of divine power burst from their bodies as terrifying divine might descended. Pairs of eyes glared furiously at Andre in the center of the hall, seeming to burn with blazing flames.
The Four Heavenly Emperors, the Twelve Golden Immortals, and countless other powerhouses all frowned. Even the Queen Mother of the West, seated upon the throne, had turned cold-eyed.
"A mere mortal, yet so arrogant?"
"Laughable Western vermin! How dare you spout such nonsense here?"
"Outrageous! Outrageous!"
"You ignorant rat, you deserve to be struck down by five thunderbolts!"
"Queen Mother, I, Taiyi, am willing to slay this wretch for you!"
"Marshal Tianyou is willing to slay this wretch for you!"
"..."
Several hot-tempered Great Xia Gods slammed their palms onto the tables and rose to their feet. They were about to say something, but remembering that this was the Queen Mother of the West's Peach Banquet, they hesitated before slowly sitting back down. They all turned to look at the Queen Mother of the West, seemingly awaiting her decision.
At the Peach Banquet, no immortal or deity, regardless of status, was permitted to act without the Queen Mother of the West's approval. That was the rule.
Bang!
A shattering sound rang out beside Lin Qiye.
Yang Jian clenched the fragments of a shattered jade plate in his right hand, his eyes fixed on Andre in the hall. Terrifying killing intent flickered within his icy gaze.
"Where did this filthy mutt come from? How dare he act so arrogantly?" Nezha abruptly rose from his seat and made a grasping motion through the air. A fiery red spear appeared in his hand. "Does he really think Great Xia has no one left?!"