"Got it. You're here to pick a fight too. Tell me, who sent you?"
Cloud Cliff Saintess's expression suddenly turned cold.
A powerful pressure suddenly spread out, directly enveloping Yuanheng Holy Son and Yunyi Saintess. Naturally, Bai Linzhong, the Soaring Heaven Realm Martial Artist, was not spared either.
But this fellow's cultivation was far too weak.
He simply could not withstand Cloud Cliff Saintess's pressure. He collapsed to the ground on the spot, frightened limp. Under the crushing wave of terror, even the ground beneath his backside became wet, a puddle of yellowish liquid spreading across it.
He had truly disgraced himself beyond measure.
Bai Linzhong hurriedly scrambled to his feet, shot Li Yun a vicious glare, then fled in panic.
Why would Cloud Cliff Saintess pay him any mind?
She had merely taught him a lesson in passing.
If she truly intended to do something, then with her pressure unleashed at full force, not to mention a mere Soaring Heaven Realm Martial Artist, even Yuanheng Holy Son and Yunyi Saintess would suffer grave injuries. Shattering their minds outright would not have been difficult at all.
Even so,
Yuanheng Holy Son and Yunyi Saintess could not help bending at the waist. Beads of cold sweat streamed down their foreheads and splattered onto the ground.
"Ruo Saint... please calm your anger!"
"No one instructed us, and we didn't come here to pick a fight. Even if you gave us ten times the courage, we would not dare provoke you."
"It is only that the matter of White Emperor City's Holy Son concerns White Emperor City's reputation. Rumor has it that Li Yun is merely a Soaring Heaven Realm Martial Artist. With such cultivation, he simply has no qualifications to take part in the contest for the Third Holy Son."
"If he