You Believe This Kind of Nonsense Too?

Seeing Grand Elder Ming He forced back by a single sword strike from Qin Guan, the Son of the Sacred Dog and another elder of the Netherworld Clan were utterly stunned.

A Demonic Beast at the Eight Realms of bloodline regression had a physical body several times tougher than that of a human Qi Refiner in the Twenty-fifth Realm of the Dao Proving Realm. Yet Qin Guan's Sword Qi had actually pierced Ming He's physical defenses.

"Bang!"

Just as the Son of the Sacred Dog stood aghast, Qin Guan suddenly appeared before him and punched him in the head, sending him coughing blood and crashing straight into the ground.

"Urgh!"

The Son of the Sacred Dog had just struggled to rise when Qin Guan planted one foot on his chest and pinned him to the ground.

Seeing this, Grand Elder Ming He, hovering in the air not far away, suddenly glared at Qin Guan:

"Qin Guan, do you know who is beneath your foot? He is the Son of the Sacred Dog of our Netherworld Clan, the husband chosen personally by the Netherworld Princess. If you dare take his life today, you will make an enemy of our entire Netherworld Clan!"

The moment Ming He finished speaking, another Netherworld Clan Elder immediately said in a low voice, "Qin Guan, our clan's Old Ancestor has already broken through the barrier between life and death and ascended to the Imperial Realm. You cannot afford the consequences!"

Faced with the threats of the two Big Black Dogs, Qin Guan paid them no heed. Instead, he looked toward the Netherworld Dog in the air and smiled. "Dog Brother, you decide whether he lives or dies."

Hearing Qin Guan's words, the Netherworld Dog's entire body trembled, and his heart filled with gratitude. After a moment,