"How? You want to kill me?"
Duan Moxuan sat cross-legged atop the mountain peak and asked softly, looking utterly calm and clearly not taking Li Yanlong seriously.
Li Yanlong narrowed his eyes and asked, "I don't intend to kill you. I just want to confirm something."
"What is it?"
"Does Zhenghua Evil Buddha's sudden emergence have anything to do with your Yan Wang Palace?"
"You're overthinking it."
"Impossible. Isn't Zhenghua Evil Buddha's master a close friend of your Yan Wang Palace's master?"
Faced with Li Yanlong's aggressive questioning, Duan Moxuan frowned and slowly rose to his feet. His aura leaked out with him, like a sapling growing into a towering tree.
Li Yanlong's martial robe billowed as he stood in confrontation with Duan Moxuan.
The starry sky within a hundred million li trembled violently, as though it could explode at any moment.
"I know nothing of Zhenghua Evil Buddha's emergence, but if you dare set your sights on Yan Wang Palace, don't even think of leaving today." Duan Moxuan stared into Li Yanlong's eyes and spoke each word distinctly.
"Hmph!" Li Yanlong snorted coldly and flipped his hand, producing a long sword two fingers wide. Its sword light chilled the Primordial Chaos Starry Sky.
Duan Moxuan said expressionlessly, "It seems you don't plan to welcome the emergence of Emperor Ling!"
As he spoke, the enormous mountain beneath his feet began to shake violently.
Emperor Ling!
Upon hearing that name, Li Yanlong's expression changed drastically. His chest rose and fell, fury flooding his face as he wished he could tear Duan Moxuan to pieces.
"Once Emperor Ling emerges, he will rule the great calamity. Your Yan Wang Palace will only become his stepping stone!"
Li Yanlong said coldly. After speaking, he turned and entered the spatial ripples, vanishing without a trace.