When Li Qingyun saw that Peng Mo was actually so wary of that Guǐ Daoist, he naturally felt that rotten mud could not be plastered onto a wall.
He had kept Peng Mo around not because he had truly let bygones be bygones, but merely because the obligations of their alliance still weighed on his conscience. Besides, he had thought Peng Mo at least dared to charge and kill.
Unexpectedly, a single Guǐ Daoist—Danzhu Gong—had frightened this Peng bird senseless.
Calling him useless was no exaggeration.
Danzhu Gong was ultimately no more than a guǐ creature that had just escaped confinement.
Li Qingyun's expression turned slightly cold, and he immediately sent a divine-sense transmission. "Fellow Daoist Peng Mo, I yielded such a splendid opportunity to you out of consideration for our alliance. But if you cannot take it, do not blame me for stepping in..."
For someone like Peng Mo, nothing would get done without a rap on the knuckles!
This time, Li Qingyun had still wanted to give Peng Mo an opportunity, to hand over a portion of the Primordial Ancestor spiritual energy and let this creature crash into the Primordial Boundary sooner and be done with it.
But if he did not know what was good for him, then he could meet his tribulation sooner.
Before the Primordial Ancestor's Domain, Peng Mo's ears twitched. After hearing the transmission from beyond the void, his face immediately flushed crimson, shame filling his chest.
The ferocity in his eyes flashed once more. Sweeping his gaze past Emperor Liang and the other Children of the Cosmos, he glared at the Guǐ Daoist Danzhu Gong and snarled:
"Danzhu, I yielded only somewhat out of consideration for Emperor Yin. It does not mean I am truly afraid of you! This Primordial Ancestor's Opportunity is