"Cut into ten thousand pieces?!"
Hearing this, Xia Ping raised an eyebrow and said flatly, "I've roamed the universe for so many years—what kind of enemy haven't I seen? Yet you dare strut before me, throw a tantrum, and flaunt your authority.
"Do you know that if you weren't a member of the Starlight Clan, just those few words you said would have left you dead today, with no place to bury your corpse? Even your father couldn't save you."
He understood everything except how to swallow his anger and endure humiliation.
At those words, Xing Rongmu and the others' expressions changed drastically. After saying something like that, how could this possibly end peacefully? Xia Ping was clearly determined to fight Xing Yongming to the bitter end.
Every one of them was immensely shocked. As commoners, they had never spoken so loudly to nobles, much less dared to oppose them like this.
"You're courting death, commoner! You're courting death!"
Xing Yongming bellowed, his eyes glinting viciously as killing intent surged around him. "You're nothing but a mere Lightning Tribulation Realm cultivator, yet you dare act wildly before me, Xing Yongming? Do you know that among the Starlight Clan, there are heaps upon heaps of people with strength like yours?
"Today, I'll let you witness the strength of nobility. Commoners like you, even if luck grants you some fortuitous encounter, will never measure up to us nobles."
The moment his words fell, he reached out with one hand. A deep azure longsword instantly flew from his body. Its blade was engraved with densely packed stellar runes and contained rich star energy.
Vaguely, it seemed as though an entire starfield lay within it.
A holy artifact!
Without question, this was a lower-grade holy artifact!
"So that's how it is. You actually have