"Ding! Congratulations, Host, on summoning Daoist Cihang from mythological legends. Would you like to resummon?"
Just as Mo Jingcang was negotiating with Emperor Qing, the system notification sounded again.
Daoist Cihang was one of the Twelve Immortals of Kunlun. Legend had it that he was Guanyin Bodhisattva's predecessor, but Qin Jun had already summoned Guanyin and had little interest in him.
"Resummon!"
Qin Jun made his decision inwardly, his gaze fixed on Emperor Qing.
Emperor Qing was stronger than both Huang Chou Tian and the Chaos God Venerable before him, making Qin Jun take him somewhat seriously.
"I naturally will not involve myself in the grudges of Primordial Chaos. But have your grievances truly grown so great that they warrant exterminating entire clans? And the Chaos God Venerable—he is the Lord of Order. Could it be that he, too, bears a grudge against you?"
Emperor Qing's eyes were calm, and his voice was majestic, yet no anger or any other emotion could be heard in it.
Hearing this, Mo Jingcang snorted. "We were originally on the Ancient Sacred Emperor Dao. It was the Blood Bat Clan, the Golden Rock Divine Cult, and the God Lord Cloud Palace who provoked us. Were we supposed to swallow our anger?"
The expressions of the gods and demons darkened as well, and they all prepared for battle.
Though Emperor Qing's aura was unfathomable, they were not afraid.
Along the way, they had encountered far too many enemies stronger than themselves. If they had been afraid, would they have made it this far?
"Have you come to judge me?"
Qin Jun finally spoke, his tone carrying a hint of mockery. His gaze was inscrutable, as though he were looking at prey.
Emperor Qing fixed his gaze on Qin Jun and shook his head.