Mo Lingxi sat beside Zhou Yun, her black gemstone-like eyes filled with indignation. Her delicate fists were clenched as she puffed up her cheeks and said, "This Primeval Devil Saint is obviously using both threats and temptations to force everyone into submission!
"Whatever nonsense about being allowed into the secret realm if you survive one of his attacks—it is clearly just a threshold deliberately set to keep disobedient people outside!"
She turned to Zhou Yun. "Fellow Daoist Zhou Yun, what is your Gods and Devils Clan's stance?"
Li Qingshan of the Gods and Devils Clan wore a calm expression, his gaze settling on the purple figure standing proudly atop the platform above the sea of clouds.
"Though the Gods and Devils Clan has remained hidden for many years, that does not mean any stray cat or dog can ride roughshod over our heads."
His tone was mild, yet it carried an unquestionable certainty.
After saying this, he rose directly to his feet beneath Mo Lingxi's astonished gaze!
He took one step forward.
Boom!
A terrifying aura spread outward.
His figure shot into the sky like an unsheathed dark-golden war blade, crossing the void before landing in the very center of the cloud-sea platform!
Everyone's hearts jolted as their gazes snapped toward the black-robed figure!
"Zhou Yun of the Gods and Devils Clan wishes to experience the Primeval Devil Saint's ultimate art!"
His voice was not loud, yet it reached every ear with perfect clarity, carrying an overbearing and razor-sharp momentum.
The entire crowd erupted.
The son of the Gods and Devils Clan, Zhou Yun, was actually going to challenge the Primeval Devil Saint in public?!
"Has he lost his mind?!"
"The Primeval Devil Saint once defeated an upper Immortal King! How does a mere five-star God-Devil dare?"
"Although he defeated