The Enormous Price Paid by the Qilin Clan! Senior Brother Didn't Take the Qingping Sword! Were You Playing Me?
Outside West Qi City.
The atmosphere had congealed into an almost tangible awkwardness.
Liu Yuan's roar made the already tense atmosphere even more fraught!
Whether inside West Qi City or among the countless onlookers of the Primordial Wilderness, everyone instinctively fell still at that moment.
They watched the scene with rapt attention.
They were also curious to see what choice the Qilin Old Ancestor would make!
Though...
No matter what he chose...
He would lose...
And lose face...
Yet judging by Lu Ya's account, the Qilin Clan had indeed gone too far.
Who took benefits and still refused to let the matter go?
They deserved this outcome...
The Qilin Old Ancestor stood in silence for a long while, unable to speak for quite some time.
"Speak. Don't think you can muddle through this by playing dumb!"
Liu Yuan raised the Qingping Sword, pointed it at the Qilin Old Ancestor, then at Lin Xuan, the current Qilin Clan patriarch. With a savage grin, he said, "Will you die, or will he die?"
"Choose one!!"
Kong Xuan remained silent, watching coldly from the side.
Lu Ya, meanwhile, was filled with excitement and the delight of revenge.
Had Kong Xuan not signaled for him to keep quiet, Lu Ya would likely have fanned the flames and driven the Qilin Clan into utter destruction!!
"Old Ancestor..."
Lin Xuan, who had only just entered the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.
Was drenched in sweat as he looked fearfully and anxiously at his own Old Ancestor.
The unwillingness and hope on his face were like steel needles piercing the Qilin Old Ancestor's heart, causing him unbearable pain.
"High Immortal..."
The Qilin Old Ancestor's voice was hoarse. "Is there truly no room to turn this matter around?"
"Don't put on such a pitiful act. Where did that smugness