Xia Gao saw how forceful Li Qingyun was, without the slightest trace of guilt, and his heart skipped a beat. He no longer had much confidence.
He put on a solemn expression and said, "Brother Shang, please explain these matters clearly first!"
The exposer, Daoist Hong Yun, sneered and cut in, "Fellow Daoist Li, even now, you still want to keep talking tough..."
Boom!
Before his words had even faded, Li Qingyun gave a cold snort and struck out with a palm like lightning.
The secret-energy barrier around Daoist Hong Yun shattered. Like a wildly bouncing pellet, he was sent flying in an instant. With a muffled thud, the entire Cosmos Department hall shook violently.
"Ah!"
Only then did his shrill, furious scream ring out.
Daoist Hong Yun was covered in spurting blood, like a sheet of blood-soaked paper, as he slowly slid down the thick palace wall behind him in utter misery!
"A mere drifter, relying on fortune-stealing and life-snatching methods to scuttle into a high position in our Eternal Realm, and even more unbelievably, being nominated to become a Mandate of Heaven Sacrifice Master!"
"Is this the sorrow of our Eternal Realm, or an omen of destruction warning all the cosmos?"
A cold, chime-like Dao sound rang through the hall. Li Qingyun did not even glance at the heavily wounded, wailing Daoist Hong Yun, instead staring directly at Xia Gao as he rebuked him.
His aura was fully unleashed, his pressure bearing down upon the Xia Clan Emperor Blood!
The current Daoist Hong Yun simply could not withstand even one of Li Qingyun's fierce strikes.
Vast fortune rested upon him, amplified by the Six-star Divine Robe, while his cultivation along the Eternal path had nearly reached five hundred Heng measures... With all of that layered together, how could