Just as everyone was puzzled.
Jin Taijun spoke with a smile that did not reach her eyes. "Fellow Daoists, this old woman has heard that an extraordinary figure has arrived at Emperor Pass."
As she spoke, she looked at Ye Xuan. Her words carried both probing and provocation as she slowly said, "Your Excellency certainly cuts an imposing figure. You have barely arrived, yet you already speak so boldly—even daring to casually overturn the ironclad verdict on Sin Blood established long ago! Do you know that within Emperor Pass, all matters must follow the rules? My Jin Clan, along with the Wang Clan and the Wind Clan, are not things some unknown nobody can knead and squeeze as they please."
She flaunted her seniority, attempting to use the immense prestige of several long-lived clans to pressure Ye Xuan.
In her eyes, as long as he had a guilty conscience, he would surely show some apprehension.
Yet the rebuttal or fury she had anticipated never came.
Faced with such a suicidal clown leaping about, Ye Xuan could not even be bothered to waste a word on her.
He remained seated in the seat of honor, without shifting his posture or even furrowing his brow.
He merely lowered his eyes slightly and gave Jin Taijun a cold glance.
Just one glance.
Boom!
There was no earth-shattering surge of energy, nor any dazzling radiance from elaborate precious arts.
The instant Ye Xuan's gaze fell upon her, an invisible Immortal King law transformed into the purest light of destruction in heaven and earth, descending directly upon Jin Taijun.
Time itself seemed to freeze at that instant.
Jin Taijun's wrinkled face, which had moments ago been filled with arrogance and mockery, instantly stiffened.
Her pupils shrank abruptly to the size of needlepoints. A fear unlike