Seeing Yang Jian's imposing air, as if he alone could hold back a million troops, the Peach Tree's eyes lit up, as though it had glimpsed its future self. "Brother Fei, what's this guy's deal? He sure talks big."
Hua Yunfei said, "He's the Department Master who governs and judges this world. If anyone breaks the rules, they're sure to be severely punished!"
"Arrest me? Yang Jian, you're far too insolent. That's something you should say to my face only if your master were here. Who do you think you are?" The Fifth Hall Master didn't take Yang Jian seriously.
"Yang, you're used to looking down on everyone. Do you really think you can arrest just anybody?" Shen Yunke sneered.
"Get out of the way! Otherwise, I'll kill you too. What kind of nobody dares to block the road of Heaven's Will Palace?" The Seventh Hall Master was even more direct, pointing angrily at Yang Jian and roaring.
"Refusal to cooperate with this Department Master's actions will result in the use of force. First warning!"
Yang Jian remained expressionless. The only thing that changed was the Three-Pointed Blade in his hand.
Countless ghosts coiled around the blade. Vengeful spirits surged like celestial rivers and divine waterfalls, unleashing immense power.
"Use of force? You—"
Before the Seventh Hall Master could finish the word "you," Yang Jian barked, "Second warning! Third warning! The three warnings are over. This Department Master will now use force against you!"
The three warnings were over in an instant. He attacked without hesitation!
"Ghost Immortal Battle Domain!"
Yang Jian roared. A great banner flew out of his body and pierced the sky. In an instant, the world turned black, and countless fearsome, ferocious ghosts appeared.
The battle armor on Yang Jian's body also transformed, turning ink-black, fearsome