Luo Qingdi's expression was indifferent. "Who I am is not something you are qualified to know!"
Old Man Lingji raised a brow. "Is that so?"
Boom!
Luo Qingdi threw a punch.
The void instantly exploded.
Far away, above where Old Man Lingji stood, an azure fist imprint wrapped in dazzling Dao light came crashing down.
With a cold snort, Old Man Lingji waved a hand and met it head-on.
Bang!!
The void nearby suddenly caved in, splitting open with countless cracks.
Old Man Lingji was sent staggering back. His aged face alternated between green and white, leaving him in a rather sorry state.
He cried out in shock, "Who exactly are you?!"
Even Su Yi could not help but be astonished.
He had previously heard He Bo speak of Luo Qingdi. He had only said that, long ago, Luo Qingdi had been an unparalleled ruthless figure among God Lords and, like Luo Xuanji, hailed from the Undying Phoenix Clan.
But Su Yi had never expected Luo Qingdi to be this formidable!
Even the Fisherman's main body had been driven back by a single punch.
"I already said it. You are not qualified to know my name."
Luo Qingdi's tone remained indifferent.
He was thin, with disheveled long hair, and looked terribly haggard.
Yet he possessed an innate bearing that towered over heaven and earth, swallowing the stars and cosmos whole!
The Fisherman's expression shifted.
"What if you add us? Would that be enough qualification?"
A voice rang out, sonorous as the clash of swords.
From the depths of the boundless void, one terrifying figure after another appeared.
There was a man with the face of a youth, walking atop a wooden sword. As he advanced, sword intent surged like a tide, howling through all directions and grinding countless stars to