A soft laugh rang out, laced with disdain.
It was especially piercing.
Chu Yunjia and the others all looked over.
At the foot of the mountain stood a man and a woman.
The man wore a plain Daoist robe, his hair bound in a Daoist topknot, a Yellow-skinned Wine Gourd hanging at his waist.
The woman was delicate and pretty as a young girl. Her skin was snowy white and crystalline, her soft, thick hair carried a faint red sheen, and her clear eyes were golden.
"Why does Your Excellency laugh?"
Chu Yunjia's gaze swept over Su Yi like a pair of menacing swords.
A fierce killing intent also surfaced between the brows of the other seven Immortal Kings.
"I am laughing at your wild fantasies and wishful thinking."
Su Yi started walking up the mountain.
Boom!
Countless fragments of laws, like a tidal wave, were stirred and came roaring down at him.
Yet every one of them missed.
As Su Yi walked, his figure vanished soundlessly from where he stood as if teleporting, then appeared out of thin air farther up the mountain. He treated the torrent formed by those law fragments as though it were nothing.
It was as though he had entered an uninhabited land!
Crimson Dragon Dao Lord remained at the foot of the mountain.
Chu Yunjia's eyes narrowed slightly. What an exquisite movement technique!
"Be careful. There is something off about this fellow."
Chu Yunjia transmitted his voice to the others.
At the same time, he frowned at Su Yi as he approached and said, "Young man, you seem hostile toward us. Why is that?"
He could not understand it.
Being provoked for no reason at all was far too abnormal.
What was even more unusual was that anyone with eyes could tell they were