"Was this Shang Yun really that arrogant?"
Hearing Li Qingyun speak so "arrogantly," the Xi Clan's female ancestor, Supreme Xi He, immediately let out a cold laugh, making her displeasure clear.
"Disregarding imperial blood—truly, ignorance is fearlessness. This old man does not think highly of him either!"
It was rare for another great figure to be so displeased with this brat. Xia Song was delighted and immediately raised his voice in agreement.
A mere Duke-level bloodline dared to openly disdain the Eternal's strongest imperial blood. With a single sentence, Li Qingyun had practically provoked the aversion of every great figure present.
When the several Thousand Heng Level great figures looked at Li Qingyun again, it was as though they were looking at someone born with a rebellious bone at the back of his head.
"Three thoughts! Suppress him within three thoughts, Xian!"
Elegant and noble, Supreme Xi He did not conceal her distaste for Li Qingyun as she called out to Xi Yixian in the arena.
"This!" Xi Yixian froze at once, so embarrassed that his toes could have dug out a three-bedroom apartment—if he had not been standing in the void.
However, he immediately realized that his ancestor was deliberately provoking and urging him on.
The Dao he cultivated and the Dao heart he had condensed were of flowers, grass, insects, fish, drifting clouds, wild cranes, and the ordinary things of the world. They had never been born for battle.
"Ancestor Xi He must know of this 'weakness' of mine. She deliberately set a limit of three thoughts to stir my fighting spirit to the utmost!"
Understanding his ancestor's painstaking intentions, Xi Yixian's gaze sharpened, and his divine sense directly locked onto the calm yet arrogant green-robed Daoist priest opposite him.
Army Lord Shang, you climbed too quickly. Your