Threat?

Couldn't move!

Those three words shook the entire venue. It was as if everyone's hearts had been clutched in a vise, robbing them of all ability to move.

That was the Dragon King, the lord of all demons—an existence that could run rampant through the entire Upper Realm and disregard everything.

Couldn't move?

Had his brain short-circuited?

"Outrageously arrogant!"

"Grandstanding for attention!"

Those were the thoughts in everyone's hearts. Even Dan Fourteen and the others standing with Ye Qiu felt the same.

After a brief daze, Ning Jian Er could not help but smile again.

Behind him, Ning Yi and the others could not hold back their laughter.

Mockery and disdain, as though they were watching a clown.

What a laughable farce!

"You don't know whether you're dead or alive." The teasing voice belonged to the Dragon Clan's crown prince, Ao Lie.

He admitted that he had underestimated Ye Qiu.

He had also guessed that Ye Qiu was hiding some great secret and perhaps possessed an extraordinary backing.

But standing before him was his father...

The Demon Lord of the Upper Realm.

What did Ye Qiu have to be arrogant about?

How did he dare?

Even if your background lay in the Myriad Heavens, even if you came from some transcendent great clan or supreme orthodoxy, what right did you have?

The True Dragon Clan's backing in the Myriad Heavens was the Giant Dragon Clan.

What if they killed you?

Even if there truly were a price to pay, we could bear it!

Even the Dragon King himself was slightly stunned. As he looked at Ye Qiu, there was an unusual glimmer in his eyes.

He even carefully sized him up several times before finally revealing a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

"Couldn't move?" Those three words were a question—the question