"Marshal Ye, you seem to have forgotten something." With a sinister grin, Gu Yue stepped forward, his aura faintly locking onto Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen's Five-Colored Primordial Spirit Soul Light was incomparably keen. He immediately sensed Fourth Hall Master Gu Yue's aura locking onto him. With the Heavenly Machine Art in motion, he even sensed the malice within that trace of aura.
Yet Ye Zhen's expression did not change in the slightest. He gently swirled the wine cup in his hand, narrowed his eyes at Fourth Hall Master Gu Yue, and said, "Oh? What have I forgotten? Sect Master Gu, please enlighten me."
Gu Yue's aura rose slightly again, and danger glimmered in his eyes. "Strength. Marshal Ye, you have forgotten that in this world, the strong are ultimately revered!"
"The strong are revered?"
Ye Zhen let out a soft sigh. "By 'strong,' do you mean the Five Immortals Sect?"
"Of course!"
Gu Yue's aura grew even sharper. "Marshal Ye, the Five Immortals Sect can protect the three commanderies of the North Sea. But if you anger my Five Immortals Sect, then with our strength, we can just as easily destroy the three commanderies of the North Sea!"
"Destroy the three commanderies of the North Sea?"
Ye Zhen suddenly sat upright, his gaze boring into Fourth Hall Master Gu Yue like blades. "Is that true?"
Pressed by Ye Zhen's imposing aura, Gu Yue refused to yield in the slightest. "If Marshal Ye insists on going his own way, then my Five Immortals Sect will fight until the fish dies and the net breaks—we will destroy the three commanderies of the North Sea!"
"Destroy the three commanderies of the North Sea? With just you?" Ye Zhen sneered.
Gu Yue met him needle for needle and sneered as well. "Why doesn't Marshal