"Shang Qing, Young Ancestor Bai wants the Lingxu Umbrella. How dare you keep it for yourself?" Dongshan roared furiously.
Shang Qing looked up. "Before we came to the Dominion Realm, Young Ancestor Bai said that whoever obtained something could keep it. Why is he trying to take even my things?"
"Impudent! How dare you slander Young Ancestor Bai? It seems you don't want to survive in this starry sky!" Dong He shouted.
Shang Qing said nothing. He had never intended to stay in this starry sky anyway.
"Shang Qing, hand over the Lingxu Umbrella now, and we'll pretend none of this happened." Dongshan softened his tone a little as he urged him.
Shang Qing put away the Lingxu Umbrella. "Sorry, I can't."
Dongshan gritted his teeth. "You think you can defeat us brothers with the Lingxu Umbrella? It does have the power to withstand a Half-Ancestor, but ordinary people can't bring out that power. Not you, and not even Young Ancestor Bai could wield it immediately. At most, you can use the lingering force from its recent activation to fight us. How long do you think that will last?"
"Besides, it's not as if we don't have treasures of our own," Dong He threatened.
Shang Qing narrowed his eyes. Dongshan was right. In his hands, the Lingxu Umbrella was little more than a club. He couldn't unleash its power. The strength of a Half-Ancestor was beyond his control. Even to draw on the slightest bit of it, he would need a long time to figure out how. But did he need the Lingxu Umbrella to defeat these two brothers?
As he thought this, killing intent appeared in Shang Qing's eyes. A current of air gradually coiled around his feet, and he instinctively wanted to rise into the air, revealing an