The word "grasshopper" dripped with utter contempt and condescension, instantly grinding Chen Xia's reputation-a name that could shake all of Northern Mang-into the dust.
It lifted the spirits of every disciple of the Limitless Dao Palace, sweeping away their worries and doubts.
Indeed, before a Three-Tribulation Loose Immortal, what waves could anyone make, no matter how peerless their talent or how heaven-defying their opportunities?
The Limitless Ancestor continued, "Having just driven off those demonic cultivators, this body of mine still needs some time to recover and stabilize before I can return to peak condition."
His gaze swept over the crowd before settling on Xuan Yin. "Pass down my orders. Seal the gates and reinforce our defenses. The day I emerge from seclusion will be the day I personally descend upon Northern Mang and wipe that so-called Great Xia Dynasty, along with that ignorant brat Chen Xia, from this world-once and for all."
His voice abruptly turned cold, carrying a killing intent that seemed to freeze the soul.
"We obey your decree, Ancestor!"
This time, everyone answered in even more perfect unison.
They could almost see it already: before long, the ancestor would descend upon Northern Mang, his immortal might sweeping across the land. The arrogant Chen Xia would crumble beneath his hands like a clay chicken or straw dog, and the newly established Federation would turn to ash in his immortal radiance.
Filled with unconditional faith in their ancestor and an eager thirst for revenge, everyone in the Limitless Dao Palace began making intensive preparations
in earnest.
The oppressive tension of an approaching storm had temporarily receded beneath the ancestor's overwhelming presence, but its target was firmly fixed on Northern Mang Azure Province-and on Chen Xia!
Everyone firmly believed that when the ancestor stepped beyond the gates again, Northern Mang's