"Since you refuse to see reason and insist on opposing the sect, then don't blame me for taking action personally and arresting you to stand trial before the sect!"
Seeing Tang Yuehua's resolute attitude and realizing there was no room left for negotiation, Tang Kuang's last trace of patience was exhausted.
He abruptly rose to his feet, his pressure crashing down on Tang Yuehua like a mountain.
He intended to force her into submission through absolute strength.
Tang Kuang sneered.
"Do you really think those few guards of yours can stop the Clear Sky Hammer?"
As the pressure bore down on her, Tang Yuehua's face turned pale, and even her breathing hitched.
Lu Yan had already stepped forward, shielding her completely behind him.
The Soul Emperor's pressure, enough to make even ordinary Soul Kings feel oppressed, fell upon him like a breeze brushing over a mountain ridge, unable to shake him in the slightest.
After undergoing Ice and Fire Body Refining, being tempered by Immortal Herbs, and repeatedly absorbing Soul Rings beyond his level,
his physique and Spiritual Power had long surpassed those of his peers. A Soul Emperor's pressure no longer posed any threat to him.
"When reason fails, you resort to force, throwing your weight around to bully a woman. Is this the bearing of the number one sect in the world, the Clear Sky Sect?"
Lu Yan's voice was calm, yet it carried a cold edge that pierced straight at Tang Kuang.
"You insolent brat, how dare you insult my sect.
You're courting death."
Tang Kuang flew into a rage, his eyes widening as fury nearly burst from them.
The Clear Sky Sect was sacred and inviolable in his heart. Any slander against it was touching his reverse scale.
His right hand clenched in the air, and