"They're going too far."
Even though she had been prepared, Mu Wanqing was still angered badly. This was simply the logic of bandits.
"Patriarch, rather than sit here and await death, we should take the initiative and strike first. All thirty-three Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal experts of our clan have arrived. That is enough to fight him."
"That's right, Patriarch. Let's go to war. We can't stand that bastard's face any longer. Let me take him out."
"Patriarch, give the order, and I guarantee that bastard won't live to see tomorrow's sun."
Mu Wanqing was still holding herself back, but the great elders behind her could endure no longer.
For Mu Wanqing to become the patriarch, she naturally could not have done without the elders' support. These elders were fiercely loyal to the Seven-Colored Heaven-Devouring Python Clan.
Having heard so many humiliating words, they had finally reached the limit of their patience.
If the patriarch had not withheld the order, they would have long since rushed forward and torn Xuan Tian's mouth to shreds.
"Heh, take me out? Are you even worthy?"
Though they were far apart, every word exchanged by those elders fell clearly into Xuan Tian's ears.
At that moment, Xuan Tian could no longer tolerate it. With a light wave of his hand, the warships behind him abruptly fired dozens of pillars of light.
Every pillar carried boundless pressure, and each one was capable of blasting an ordinary True Immortal cultivator to death.
"Impudence."
Mu Wanqing gave a cold snort and swept her sleeve. The dozens of light pillars before her were immediately scattered.
"Kill them."
As Xuan Tian gave his final command, eighty figures suddenly appeared behind him.
"Heh. This time, this young master has brought fifty early-stage Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal experts, twenty mid-stage Primordial