"Don't imagine yourself to have such unyielding backbone, much less think that with the Sacred Hall Clan behind you, you can run wild and do as you please!"
A mocking curve touched Li Qingyun's lips. Looking at Monan, who seemed to possess a spine of proud iron, he said evenly, "Your proud bones are bones, your life is a life—then are the other Great Thousand Heaven Masters, and the retainers under my command, not the same?"
At this point, his voice suddenly sharpened.
"Bow to me!"
His blazing voice of the Dao surged into the void, making the scalps of the Superior Clan big shots who had come to watch from above tighten!
This brat was actually so fierce!
He was plainly refusing to give the Sacred Hall Clan any face, intent on humiliating them in public!
Along with Li Qingyun's stern shout came his resplendent Dao might, pressing down upon Monan.
Crack!
Before everyone's eyes, Monan naturally could not bear such humiliation. He tried to withstand Li Qingyun's heaven-like pressure with his neck held stiffly high, but in the next instant, the sound of his neck bones shattering rang out.
Bang!
This Tree Connecting Realm disciple of the Sacred Hall Clan had his head forcibly pressed down as if by a giant hand, slamming it into the ground so hard that the void shook and roared.
"Ah..." Monan sprawled on the ground, his eyes split wide with fury as blood streamed from his pupils.
He lowered his head in utter humiliation and roared, "Why? Why do this? Those Native Heaven Masters were nothing but cheap lives. Was it worth humiliating a Sacred Hall disciple like me for them?"
No matter how Monan thought about it, he could not understand why Shangqing Heaven would confront the Sacred Hall Superior Superior