Why could Li Qingyun remain so calm before an existence as supreme and invincible as Emperor Yin, even unconsciously revealing a trace of contempt? Naturally, it was because he was certain the other would not return here lightly.
After Primordial Chaos, Emperor Yin had never returned, allowing the chaos and Primordial cycles to perish, twist, and rot away. On that point alone, Li Qingyun looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.
One who held an office should attend to its duties. Even mortal ants ought to possess at least that much awareness.
Yet for some unknown reason, this Emperor Yin had been so "indifferent" toward his own fief.
Whatever mysterious and unknown reasons lay within, Li Qingyun felt they would not stop him from despising the other a little.
As for whether Emperor Yin had "seen" his face, remembered his aura, and might make things difficult for him or even suppress him in the future, he was not overly concerned. What the Mortal Dao excelled at most was concealing its own radiance.
Give him some time to find a way to cultivate more Crimson Ying Grass and transform all the true blood in his body into Eternal Life Blood. Not only might he glimpse the Eternal Supreme Being Realm, but even his entire aura could be completely transformed into Eternal Origin Substance. By then, even if Emperor Yin stood before him, he might not recognize him.
Besides, the Netherworld Void was boundless and the cosmic regions vast beyond measure. How could it be such a coincidence that he would encounter that man?
Stepping upon the mysterious law of Emperor Yin patrols the cosmos, Myriad Chariots follow, Li Qingyun swiftly walked out of the Yin Ruins and drifted through the shattered palace gate.
"Hiss!"
The moment he appeared,