"Old monster, are you refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit?"
His handsome face instantly turned cold, and he barked back without courtesy, actually hurling out the words "old monster."
"How presumptuous! Such colossal dog gall!"
Yuan the White-haired Strange Person froze for a moment, then flew into a rage. He turned and stared fixedly at Li Qingyun, the grim murderous intent in his eyes surging forth as though it had substance.
He looked ready to strike on the spot!
A scar buried deep in his heart had been mercilessly torn open by Li Qingyun's single phrase, "old monster."
"I have patrolled this place for three thousand years, and no one has ever dared berate me like this!"
"Yuan Li Qingyun, are you seeking death?"
The white fur all over Yuan the White-haired Strange Person stood erect like steel needles, ferocious energy spilling in all directions. Behind him, countless terrifying shadows of bronze chains emerged, each seeming to be a Nether God magic artifact meant to seize The Living!
Buzz!
A vast azure-green halo of lamplight instantly appeared, firmly protecting Li Qingyun and Female Corpse Siming within it.
"Come!"
Immediately afterward, Li Qingyun's gaze turned icy. He shook the Human Dao Lamp in his hand again, and under the command of his divine sense, astonishing disturbances suddenly erupted from the depths of the dark, deathly stillness ahead.
Nearly a thousand ancient bronze coffins were pushed by an invisible force, sliding and flying out from suspended coffins in every direction. Their lids trembled, as though they were about to open by themselves!
"Old bastard, do you really think you can still knead me however you please?"
"Today, I'll fight you and see who gets the better end of it!"
Holding the Human Dao Lamp, Li Qingyun's black hair fluttered without