Li Yi's figure shot away like an arrow loosed from a bowstring, quickly leaving the area around Sky Breaking Mountain. Suddenly, he stopped in midair, then drifted lightly down onto the crown of an ancient tree.
In truth, he could have teleported straight to his Main Body and had no need to fly back himself. But he wanted to see who was plotting against him.
A dozen breaths or so later, Li Yi's calm gaze turned cold. He looked up and saw three figures diving down from the sky like giant birds.
All three were Eight Tribulation Monarchs, wearing golden, blue, and purple robes.
"You're here!"
Li Yi stared coldly at the three of them and spoke in a chilling voice.
"Hmm?" The three paused slightly at Li Yi's words. Clearly, his utterly calm reaction was beyond their expectations.
"Go on, tell me. Did the Holy Clan order you to come after me? Hmph, I didn't expect the Holy Clan to be so capable. They even managed to find out I was cultivating at Sky Breaking Mountain." Li Yi spoke to them casually.
"Hmph, don't blame us for coming after you. Blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn't have." The purple-robed cultivator spoke with murderous intent, fixing Li Yi with a look of utter contempt, as if he were already a dead man.
"Oh? You're only Eight Tribulation Monarchs. Are you really so confident you can keep me here?" Li Yi looked at them in surprise. He had personally killed quite a few Eight Tribulation Monarchs, and the news should have spread by now. These men ought to have heard about it, so why did they still look so confident?
The blue-robed cultivator sneered. "Do you think we'd come here to ambush you without knowing your situation? If that Great