"Bold indeed! Shang Yun, do you think that by descending through an imprint of will, you can do anything to this old man?"
When Xia Hengjun saw Li Qingyun's manifested will, he was secretly startled to see that his very first move carried an invincible, profound bearing.
But Blood Bone Dock was the home ground of him, the General Dispatcher. Did a mere wisp of descending will think it could run wild here?
What was more, he was a Ninety-ninth Heng Level existence!
Boom!
As the two forces collided, the deafening blast shook the heavens, and an enormous mushroom cloud rose out of thin air above Blood Bone Dock!
Under the terrifying shockwave, even the tower-like Dao palace that symbolized the authority of the General Logistics Dispatcher swayed violently from side to side, cracks of varying depths appearing across it.
"Captain He, you did well just now. Go. Bring them aboard directly and return to the Treading Witch!"
Li Qingyun's illusory will glanced at He Wu and gave the order calmly.
Seeing that a mere wisp of Lord Shang's descending will could stand on equal footing with Xia Hengjun, He Wu felt even greater awe. At once, as though receiving an imperial decree, she held the imprint transfer order and led her people toward the Supervisor's Main Hall.
Her lord's descent was like swallowing a reassurance pill, and her resolve to follow Shang naturally became even firmer.
Because it showed that Lord Shang dared to stand up for his subordinates, even at the cost of offending General Dispatcher Xia Hengjun and the Eternal Xia Clan behind him.
No matter where one was, a superior who dared to shoulder responsibility and stand up for his subordinates could always earn their deep love and reverence.
"You dare? This is Blood Bone Dock!