"Run!"
That was the only thought left in Lü Mengxuan's mind.
His ancestors' remains, his Lineage's honor—he cast them all to the back of his mind.
Who in the world did not know by now?
No one who provoked the King of Chu ever came to a good end.
He turned, ready to tear open the void and flee for his life.
But then.
He discovered, to his horror.
The void, normally as fragile as paper in his hands, now refused to budge no matter how much strength he exerted.
Never mind tearing open a spatial rift.
He could not even stir a single ripple!
The pressure from this strand of the King of Chu's divine sense had sealed the heavens and earth within ten thousand miles.
This place had become an enormous cage!
There was no escape!
Beads of cold sweat the size of beans sprang up on Lü Mengxuan's forehead.
He turned stiffly, steeling himself to face that towering, majestic phantom.
He forced out a smile uglier than a grimace of tears.
"Lü Mengxuan of the Lü Clan of Xu Province pays his respects to Your Highness, the King of Chu."
"Please quell your anger, Your Highness."
Lü Mengxuan's voice trembled as he tried to reason with this peerless overlord of the south.
"It was not my intention to offend Your Highness's heavenly might. It... it was truly because Abundant Mountain Old Devil went too far!"
"He ordered his disciples to sneak into our Lü Clan's ancestral burial grounds in Xu Province, dig up our ancestors' graves, and even steal their remains!"
"Desecrating ancestral graves is a shame beyond endurance! A blood feud as deep as the sea!"
"That was why I lost my composure in a moment of outrage."
"Please judge the matter clearly, Your Highness."
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