"River Maiden, I had not wished to concern myself with you, letting you muddy the waters in the ruined ruins. But of all things, you should never have tried to harm my disciple!"
Li Qingyun stood atop Third Master Yuan Guǐ's head, looking down with cold disdain. The humiliation in his bearing was obvious.
That style had originally been Jia Zhou's hallmark. Yet whenever Li Qingyun did the same, he found it immensely satisfying.
Especially when it let him better humiliate the enemies he loathed to the bone!
Third Master Yuan Guǐ naturally felt that humiliation keenly. Her voice abruptly became chillingly sinister, completely turning into that familiar faint female voice. "You Human Race remnant, how dare you humiliate a Saint like this? Though Primordial Beginning is vast, there is destined to be no place for you!"
At this moment, she in fact represented that River Mother Saint.
A Saint's words were like a heavenly curse. With emotions this intense, before the Great Calamity, it would have been an inevitable verdict.
Unfortunately, her opponent was Li Qingyun.
She had been unable to do anything to him before, let alone now that he stood at the Nine-Ring Environment!
"A'li, come over and slay her!"
Li Qingyun sneered and summoned A'li over, intending for her to slay a Saint and temper her Dao heart!
He said slay her, rather than slay it. The implication was self-evident.
Only a Dao heart that had slain a "Saint" was like tempering the final spark of flame, allowing its brilliant heart-light to blaze forth. From then on, one could advance with peerless sharpness and possess the spirit to shatter all things!
If one dared to slay a Saint, then why would one not dare ascend into the void and take a seat among Primordial Beginning's Saint