Those three words had caused the Heavenly Sect to collapse, reduced the Blood Ancestor to an ordinary person, and killed countless others.
When those three words were spoken, Yuan Sheng's expression remained perfectly calm, with an air of arrogance. The two young men behind him were the same, their eyes filled with mockery as they looked at Lu Yin.
They were not Ancestors, yet they felt no fear at all when facing one.
They regarded this region of space-time with a sense of superiority.
Lu Yin suddenly calmed down. Those three words were the best explanation he could have asked for. There was no need for empty talk or grandiose excuses. Just three words. Nothing more.
"Senior, you came here to discuss how to deal with the war against the Eternal Clan, right? Please, come take a seat at the Cold Immortal Sect. We'll summon everyone to discuss it," Bai Xian'er said, stepping between Yuan Sheng and Lu Yin and blocking Lu Yin's view.
Yuan Sheng looked at Bai Xian'er. "There's no need. Everyone qualified to discuss the war is already here. Only Ancestors are qualified to listen." His gaze swept over Bai Wangyuan, Wang Fan, and the others. He looked puzzled. "Where's Xia Shenji?"
"He's missing," Xia Zhen replied.
Yuan Sheng looked at Xia Zhen. "Why is he missing?"
Xia Zhen looked at Lu Yin.
Following her gaze, Yuan Sheng looked at Lu Yin again.
"I sent him into Parallel Space-Time," Lu Yin said coolly.
Yuan Sheng stared at him. "Then you'll be responsible for bringing him back."
Lu Yin stood with his hands behind his back. "Who do you think you are, ordering me around? If those dogs of yours weren't blocking me, you wouldn't be leaving here alive today."
"Lu Xiao Xuan, how dare you!" Bai Wangyuan