Just as the few Lingxu Sect disciples were about to attack, Yuechen suddenly gritted his teeth, jerked his head up, and shouted, "Stop!"
"Hm?"
Dong Chong'an raised an eyebrow and looked at him coolly. "What, you've got some last words before you die, you ant?"
Yuechen took a deep breath and glared at Dong Chong'an. "You, Dong! My death would be no great loss, and my Yue Family is powerless to oppose you."
"But even if my Yue Family is doomed today, someone will avenge this blood feud one day. They'll slaughter every last one of you and make you pay!"
Yuechen's words left Dong Chong'an somewhat astonished.
Even the guests who had withdrawn from the Yue Family but remained hovering in the air were taken aback when they heard Yuechen.
The guests were all cultivators of considerable power. Though they had withdrawn from the Yue Family, they could still hear Yuechen clearly.
"What's going on? The Yue Family's old master... No, Yuechen—how dare he threaten the Grand Elder of the Lingxu Sect and his people?"
"Exactly. Does he mean the Yue Family has some extraordinary backing? Why else would he say something like that?"
"Surely not. The Yue Family used to be just a small, insignificant household. What kind of extraordinary backing could they have? If they really had any, why would Yue Taxing have joined the Lingxu Sect?"
While everyone was wondering what was going on, one of the Lingxu Sect disciples lost his patience. He glared at Yuechen, killing intent in his eyes. "You old dog! You're on the brink of death and still trying to bluff us?"
"I'll kill you first, and then we'll see who could possibly avenge you and your pack of ants from the Yue Family. Hmph!"
He gave a heavy snort