Although Li Xiaodi appeared careless and boisterous in his actions, his mind was exceedingly meticulous. He knew that his own Old Ancestor and that Mahayana cultivator of the Sky Soaring Clan were sworn friends who had gone adventuring together back when they were still in the Spirit Severing realm. The two had faced countless brushes with death together throughout their lives and had survived only by supporting one another.
Even if he dared disrespect anyone else, he would never dare disrespect that Mahayana cultivator of the Sky Soaring Clan.
Now, his relationship with Cloud Fire Ravine had already turned sour. Seeing that Zuo Zilin was clearly on good terms with the female cultivator surnamed Luo, he had no choice but to warn Zuo Zilin to stay out of the matter.
Hearing Li Xiaodi's voice transmission, Zuo Zilin's delicate brows furrowed slightly.
She had heard of Li Xiaodi's strength and methods long ago. He possessed enough ability to contend with a Mahayana cultivator. But this was Panhuang City, one of the ten ancient cities of the Black Swallow Clan. Profound Spirit cultivators were numerous within Panhuang City; there were even several late Profound Spirit and peak Profound Spirit cultivators.
Adding in the various Profound Spirit realm cultivators attending the Formation Convention, no one knew how many there were in total.
Li Xiaodi, all alone, could not possibly gain any advantage if so many cultivators of the same Profound Spirit rank joined forces against him.
Yet faced with the current situation, she knew clearly that, with her strength, it was already impossible to resolve the grudge between the two sides. Her thoughts raced, and Zuo Zilin promptly fell silent.
"How dare you injure Junior Brother Wei. I guarantee that not only will you fail to survive, but no clan or tribesman connected