"Fellow Daoists, we cannot simply swallow the humiliation we suffered in the Azure Rosy-Cloud Mountains!"
The secret chamber fell silent for a moment.
A long while passed.
Only then did Yu Bufan, the Yu Family's ancestor, speak. "Then, Fellow Daoist Zhao, what you mean is..."
Zhao Qingyun clutched his chest.
The injury Li Wuyou had dealt him with that single blow was far too severe.
Whenever he circulated his qi, a sharp pain tore through his chest.
More importantly...
That blow had not merely injured his body.
It had also damaged the foundation of his divine mansion.
Originally, he had been confident that another century or so of cultivation would allow him to attempt a breakthrough to the mid-stage Divine Mansion Realm.
But now, Li Wuyou had ruined everything.
How could he endure this enmity with someone who had barred his path of cultivation?
Zhao Qingyun did not hesitate in the slightest.
"Take revenge on the Li Family."
Those few words.
Every word seemed to squeeze out through his clenched teeth.
The others exchanged glances.
Wu Yuan, the Wu Clan's ancestor, sighed.
His voice was hoarse. "Fellow Daoist Zhao, I know you cannot accept this. Neither can we. But what of it?"
"The Li Family is not something we can contend with."
"They sent just one person, and she nearly plunged the Qi Kingdom's five great Divine Mansion Immortal Clans into eternal ruin."
"You saw what happened afterward, too. With a casual move, they brought out two late-stage Divine Mansion Realm cultivators. Crushing us to death would take no more effort than blowing away dust."
"What right do we have to speak of revenge?"
Hearing this, the others...
Immediately nodded in agreement.
At the mere thought of Li Wuyou's terrifying strength...
Fear and dread rose in their eyes once more.