"Watch your mouth!" Liu Yánchāng flew into a rage at once.
Fu Can Demon Emperor was his faith. How dare any Tom, Dick, or Harry run their mouth like this, claiming that even Fu Can Demon Emperor wouldn't dare speak to him that way? Was this brat dreaming?
The Kui King also began to grin.
This Immortal Venerable really didn't know how to stay alive. Who was Fu Can Demon Emperor?
He was a peak powerhouse who could make the entire Immortal Realm tremble with a mere stomp. An Immortal Venerable like you might be strong, but to say something like that was simply courting death. Were you tired of living?
In the entire Immortal Realm, only two people could probably say such a thing openly. The first was Profound Emperor, and the second was naturally Azure Emperor.
"You're the one being presumptuous." Li Zhōujūn glanced at Liu Yánchāng and took the essence of a human parrot to the extreme.
"Looking for death!" Liu Yánchāng was now thoroughly enraged by Li Zhōujūn's behavior.
This brat really wouldn't shed a tear until he saw the coffin.
As soon as his voice fell, monstrous demonic qi billowed behind Liu Yánchāng. Within it, countless demonic figures howled like ghosts and wolves, their appearances hideously ferocious.
Nan Shuang'er, who was wearing a mask atop the carriage, and the soldiers of the Yin Zhan Legion all felt their legs go weak at the sight.
It wasn't that they lacked backbone.
This fear came from instinct, just like a cat seeing a mouse. Their bodies simply refused to obey their commands.
As Li Zhōujūn looked at the enraged Liu Yánchāng, a smile immediately appeared on his face. Then, the realm of an Eighth-Rank Immortal Venerable erupted from his body.
"An Eighth-Rank Immortal Venerable?!" Liu Yánchāng had