Chapter 882: Wuyou, stand down. "Fellow Daoist."
The Country Lord of the Qi Kingdom finally spoke.
His voice was not loud.
Yet it drowned out every other sound between heaven and earth.
Li Wuyou's movements paused.
Her gaze settled on the Country Lord of the Qi Kingdom.
She said nothing.
Instead, she quietly waited for him to continue.
"Qian Xingping bullied someone younger and weaker than himself. He deserved to die."
The Country Lord of the Qi Kingdom stroked his beard.
"I will not speak a single word in his defense."
"But these four..."
His tone shifted.
He looked at Zhao Qingyun and the others.
Then he said unhurriedly, "They are the pillars of my Qi Kingdom."
"What you seek, fellow Daoist, is satisfaction."
"Qian Xingping has already paid for that with his life."
He raised his hand.
The ancient, unadorned Qi Imperial Seal slowly rose.
Runes lit up one after another across its surface.
An immense, weighty aura, vast as the wilderness, spread from the Qi Imperial Seal and swiftly filled the surrounding world.
Li Wuyou's sea of blood, with its overwhelming might,
was actually suppressed for a brief moment.
"I am willing to apologize to you on their behalf."
"Name anything in my Qi Kingdom's treasury, fellow Daoist."
"I ask only that you do me this courtesy and spare them this once."
Before Li Wuyou,
the Country Lord of the Qi Kingdom had humbled himself as far as he could.
It was not because he feared Li Wuyou.
With his late-stage Divine Mansion cultivation and the Heavenly Weapon in his hand,
he could hold his own even against someone at great perfection of Divine Mansion.
Li Wuyou might be a monstrous talent,
but in the end, she was only at mid-stage Divine Mansion.
What he feared was the