Suiren Clan strode toward Haotian. With every step he took forward, Haotian took one step back.
And just like that, one advancing and one retreating, the two entered Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
The Immortal Officials on both sides of the hall were already scared out of their wits, clutching their Jade Tablets as they shrank into every corner, not even daring to lift their heads.
The crimson soles of Suiren Clan's boots stepped across the polished golden bricks, leaving scalding scorch marks with every step. That raging fire, fierce enough to burn through Chaos, scorched even the Coiled Dragon Pillars at the hall's ceiling until they began to glow faintly red.
"You detained the heroic souls of my Human Race, humiliated the dignity of my Human Race, and even dreamed of making them butcher their own flesh and blood. Haotian, you truly make a fine Heavenly Emperor."
Suiren Clan's voice was like a red-hot branding iron, searing Haotian's chest again and again.
Haotian! Do you really think I don't exist?
Yaochi stepped in front of Haotian, holding a Golden Hairpin as she stared coldly at Suiren Clan.
"Suiren Clan, don't go too far. This is Lingxiao Treasure Hall, not a place for your Human Race to run wild!"
"Run wild?"
Suiren Clan lifted his eyes and swept her a glance. That oncoming blazing pressure forced Yaochi's breath to hitch.
"We came today to demand justice. How did that become running wild?"
Suiren Clan pressed forward half a step, and crimson tongues of fire shot up at once, licking Yaochi's skirt hem. Her pale-blue immortal dress instantly caught fire.
Yaochi hurriedly waved her sleeve to extinguish the flames, her face both shocked and furious. She raised her hand to counterattack with the Golden Hairpin, only for Haotian to grab her and pull