Li Huang was indeed panicking inside. The White-Robed Youth before him was an expert. Having run into him, Li Huang might very well meet the same fate as his companions.
But when he thought of his background, he still found some confidence.
He figured the other party must be a rogue cultivator who had been in Seclusion for years and had no idea what was happening now. But as a rogue cultivator, unless driven to the brink, he surely would not dare offend a Sacred Land.
As long as Li Huang explained the situation, the other party could only obediently let him go.
After all, the five regions' Sacred Lands—east, south, west, north, and central—had rarely been so united, all determined to teach these rogue cultivators who dared cause trouble and challenge the Sacred Lands' authority a painful lesson.
Under such circumstances, even the Rogue Cultivator Alliance had voluntarily tucked its head in.
Any rogue cultivators unaffiliated with the Rogue Cultivator Alliance who offended the Sacred Lands at such a time would be walking straight into a dead end.
However—
The moment his words fell, a resounding slap greeted him.
Smack!
Without the slightest hesitation, Li Yun swung a slap across his face, viciously knocking him to the ground.
Li Yun did not look especially enraged.
After slapping Li Huang, he acted as though nothing had happened.
He lowered his head and looked down at Li Huang.
"Is there something wrong with your brain? I was asking you a question, yet you were threatening me?"
"Did this Sacred Land really give you that much confidence?"
"You do not even care about your own life anymore?"
"If you do not want to live, just say so. I will send you on your way right now. You are merely a Violetgold Divine