"Do you know who I am?"
Qin Jun stared coldly at the middle-aged man. Sun Wukong, Ji Haoye, Zhao Yun, and the others were all watching him as well, making his primordial spirit seem like a flickering candle in the night, liable to be extinguished by the wind at any moment.
"Who are you?" the middle-aged man asked cautiously.
"I am Southern Void Great Dao Venerable's grandfather!" Qin Jun snorted.
Southern Void Great Dao Venerable?
The hall instantly fell silent. The middle-aged man was stunned as well, racking his mind to recall who Southern Void Great Dao Venerable was.
Very quickly, the middle-aged man's face turned green. Even in his primordial spirit state, the change in his expression was visible.
"You're playing me!"
The middle-aged man was nearly driven mad with rage. He had never encountered such a situation before.
"You refuse to accept that?" Qin Jun asked, rolling his neck.
"Of course—"
Before the middle-aged man could finish, a ball of blazing flames swiftly enveloped his primordial spirit. He screamed as he was rapidly burned to ashes. The flames had come from Ji Haoye.
A Limitless Primordial Supreme Saint had fallen just like that.
The black-clothed man kneeling on the ground nearly cried from fright. His hands pressed against the floor, his scalp tingling, and he did not dare raise his head.
His heart was filled with terror, but he was also wondering who Qin Jun truly was.
Qiao'er and the Huo Family disciples were stunned silent. No matter how intense their emotions were, they did not dare vent them.
Huo Xundi, meanwhile, was overwhelmed with excitement. His body trembled continuously, utterly beyond his control.
Ji Qiankun hooked an arm around his neck and laughed. "Well? I invited His Majesty here. Impressive enough, right?"
"Tch, did you invite him?"