Facing Li Zun's threat, Ling Shang's expression remained unchanged, as still as an ancient well without a ripple.
"You should know that what I hate most is being threatened!"
Ling Shang's voice was cold and clear. She then raised her foot and walked toward Li Zun.
Seeing this, Li Zun's gaze immediately sharpened, and light began to coil around his fist.
"If you can take one move from me, I can refrain from interfering any further!" Ling Shang continued.
"Is that so?"
Li Zun neither confirmed nor denied it. Though he greatly feared Ling Shang, that did not mean he was afraid of her. With a cold sneer, he said icily, "Then let me see just what heaven-defying ability you possess!"
As soon as his words fell, a boundless, surging aura rose from Li Zun's body like raging waves and tempestuous billows, sweeping across the endless starry sky.
Seeing this, everyone retreated one after another, distancing themselves from Li Zun and Ling Shang.
The Overlord Race experts all wore grave expressions. Ling Shang gave them far too strange a feeling, and they could not help worrying for Li Zun.
Meanwhile, the Shangqing Divine Palace experts were all uncertain and suspicious, unable to understand just who Ling Shang was.
Yue Hai also retreated slightly, keeping away from the two of them.
Su Mo wore a contemplative expression as he slowly moved away from the crowd. He did not know what Ling Shang intended to do.
However, Ling Shang standing up for him was ultimately a good thing.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Ling Shang walked forward slowly and raised one slender, jade-like hand.
Within the endless starry sky, countless currents of air converged toward her palm.
These currents were formless and intangible, yet after gathering in her hand, they gradually turned azure-green.