Lin Changqing swept his long sword through the air. A thread of sharp sword qi shot into the clouds, shattering countless drifting clouds.
His sword pointed straight at none other than the Demon Clan Heavenly Court!
He had not only destroyed the Good Corpse of a Demon God, but dared to point his sword at the Heavenly Court as well!
Hiss!!
Throughout the Primordial World, countless mighty patriarchs hidden in the shadows drew sharp breaths.
The Demon Clan was powerful, ruled the Heavenly Court, and claimed to be the lord of all races.
Even they would not dare casually challenge the majesty of the Heavenly Court!
Yet Lin Changqing was merely a tiny Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and he actually dared to do such a thing!
At that moment, countless people stared toward the Heavenly Court, nestled among the boundless sacred mountains.
The Demon Clan had never been one to swallow an insult. Would they really let this go?
That was the Good Corpse of a Demon God!
But to everyone's surprise, the Heavenly Court remained completely silent, as if nothing had happened.
Inside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, Di Jun had already crushed the armrest of the throne beside him and smashed countless objects around him.
He gritted his teeth, glaring in Lin Changqing's direction. His killing intent grew without limit, yet he issued no orders.
A disciple of a Sage!
And a disciple of Sage Tongtian, no less!
Everyone knew Tongtian was fiercely protective of his own. Lin Changqing was Tongtian's beloved disciple, and the fact that he could casually borrow the Green Ping Sword said it all.
If he really attacked Lin Changqing, Sage Tongtian would never stand by and do nothing!
And attacking the Human Race was no different from attacking Lin Changqing.
So even Di Jun,