Seeing how arrogant Li Yun was, Lu Xiu and the other three were all enraged.
Yet they had no choice but to swallow this insult.
Because what concerned them even more was whether Li Yun's disappearance just now meant he had truly left the Immortal Scar Realm.
"Li... Fellow Daoist Li!"
"There isn't really any deep-seated hatred between us, is there? Why make things so tense, with swords drawn and blades poised against each other?"
Lu Xiu tried to ease the current atmosphere.
Both his tone and posture softened as he did everything he could to make his attitude more conciliatory.
Sure enough.
Upon hearing this, Li Yun immediately sat up straight.
He looked at Lu Xiu.
With a serious expression, he said, "You're right. There really isn't any deep-seated hatred between us. There's indeed no need to make things so stiff..."
Hearing that, a flash of delight appeared on Lu Xiu's face. He assumed that lowering his stance had worked.
But unexpectedly.
Li Yun abruptly changed the subject.
"But... I just like it this way. What are you going to do about it?"
"How about you hit me..."
Fuck!
He was plainly toying with them.
The faint smile that had just appeared on Lu Xiu's face instantly froze.
Gritting his teeth, he said word by word, "Fellow Daoist Li, must you insist on this?"
Li Yun said nothing. He simply smiled.
The three Profound Venerables behind Lu Xiu could no longer suppress the fury in their hearts. Profound Venerable Zangye shouted again, "Brother Lu, what is there left to say to such a madman? Even if we have to pay some price today, we must teach him a ruthless lesson!"
Baidu and Qishan also glared viciously at Li Yun, the power of Profound Venerables faintly surging around them.
Lu