Thunder Punishment!

Mi Mu was furious beyond words. Hei Bao was just a rising noble—how dare he accuse him like that?

If Hei Bao were allowed to advance another step in the future, what then? Wouldn't Hei Bao personally dress him in a shroud and send him obediently into the grave?

"Hei Bao, I'll give you one last chance. You'd better understand what bloodline flows through your veins, and whom you're serving!"

Mi Mu's roar was somewhat low, but the furious roar of an Ancient Tyrant Dragon echoed from within his body, like an undying emperor enraged, shaking the soul.

"Hmph, I'm serving the clan, not any individual!"

"Heavenly Treasure Pavilion belongs to the clan, not to you personally. Don't even think about appropriating it for private use!"

Hei Bao had completely thrown caution to the wind and cursed at the top of his lungs!

Mi Mu wanted to kill him? Heh, he would probably alarm the guardian of Treasure Basin Star directly. Then they could see who would be humiliated!

However, the consequence of doing so would be to expose Treasure Basin Star's current situation completely. But Hei Bao had already been driven into a corner.

"Wretch, I'll cripple you..."

Mi Mu flew into a rage. A withered old hand slowly appeared in the firmament, covered in terrifying corpse spots and exuding a pungent, nauseating decay.

Fire Xuan and the others were horrified. Even though the arena world was veiled by the light of laws, terrifying fluctuations still spilled out, as if the light of the star sea were exploding.

Was an Eighth Realm expert enraged?

Saint Yuan Da Yi was smiling. This was how it should have been!

The various high-ranking members of Heavenly Treasure Pavilion all darkened. What sort of occasion was this? Didn't they know to put the