Not only Yaoyue, Miaoxin was equally astonished!!
Eight Treasures Heavenly Emperor said, "This God lost everything, even unable to achieve rebirth, and can only exist humbly as an ancient vengeful spirit."
"Trash, no divine persona, no divine power, what kind of God do you call yourself, an entity occupying someone else's shell?" Ling Yun replied dismissively.
"Even without them, so what? Legends of this God still remained throughout antiquity, and if not for you, how could this God have ended up like this?"
"Single-handedly cutting off all of antiquity, which one in the Heavenly Realm dared not to keep me in their eyes?"
Eight Treasures Heavenly Emperor stared coldly at Ling Yun.
Zizizi!
With a wave of his hand containing lightning, he shocked Yaoyue so that she cried out in loud screams.
"Bullying a woman, what kind of person are you? If you've got the guts, come at me." Ling Yun's crimson blood eyes appeared once again, showing that he was truly furious.
"What can you do about it?"
Zizizi!
Eight Treasures Heavenly Emperor shocked Yaoyue once again, causing blood to flow from the corner of her mouth. This time the little one cried, and Beibei rubbed her reddened eyes, not knowing what to do.
Ling Yun's entire body was filled with killing intent, and he was on the verge of unleashing the power of his second state.
"Don't be in such a rush, let's chat. Nine Netherworld Mire, do you know why the Haotian Sword Sect doesn't have the vengeful spirits of your dead allies?"
"What nonsense are you spouting? Do I need to know? I don't need allies."
Ling Yun certainly didn't need them, and he knew that Eight Treasures Heavenly Emperor must have killed all the hostile vengeful spirits here—after all, two tigers cannot share one mountain.