Although Xia Gao had already reached the Thousand Heng Late Stage, he knew his own limits. He knew that compared to the famed Green from The Witch Mark side, he was still inferior.
And "Brother Shang" was a ruthless figure who had thoroughly defeated Green and forced more than a hundred people from the other side's Sorcerer Tower to become mining slaves!
He had come over so confidently just now because Yu Ancestor had vouched for him.
But upon meeting him, he discovered that although "Brother Shang's" Dao aura was somewhat unusual—well, it carried a trace of the rotten stench he recognized—the man's overall Dao aura still brought him immense pressure.
"Brother Shang, I merely came to catch up with you because we have not met for so long. I truly have no other intentions..."
Vast eternal light surged from Xia Gao's body, barely blocking the mighty force of the eternal heavens pressing down upon him. He forced out a smile and spoke submissively.
"Worthy indeed of Xia Clan Emperor Blood. You actually blocked this strike of mine."
Sensing the profound foundation of Xia Gao's cultivation, Li Qingyun could not help but feel somewhat surprised. Yet he immediately shook his head and sighed. "Had you remained dormant for a while longer and devoured other sacrificial masters, you might truly have had a chance of ascending to the Myriad Heng Realm!"
"Unfortunately, you came here to deliver yourself to death so early. You have cut off your own future!"
"For the sake of our former acquaintance, I shall grant you an intact corpse!"
The moment his words fell, Li Qingyun lightly struck down with his palm, carrying the power of the Native Law.
Boom!
Like a giant vat filled to the brim with water being shaken, Xia Gao's protective eternal light