Though these words sounded like crooked logic, when they came from Yang Chen—from a Guardian Emperor—they became absolute truth.
A man who had fought countless battles for humanity and rendered meritorious service on the battlefield. You said he was lying?
Utter nonsense.
Dao Ancestor Lingbie clenched his teeth hard, fury surging beyond measure in his heart. He wished he could risk his life against Yang Chen right here.
But he did not dare!
Even if Yang Chen only possessed Heavenly Mandate Realm cultivation, he still did not dare.
Yang Chen was plainly making things difficult for him, using nothing but his status as a Guardian Emperor to do so.
Yet he had no way around it. He wanted the status of Guardian Emperor too, but there was nothing he could do. If he truly had the ability and courage, he would have gone to Earth Spirit Hall and fought for it himself.
In truth, the stage at which it was easiest to obtain the status of Guardian Emperor was the Heavenly Mandate Realm, not the Heavenly Extreme Realm.
Once one reached the Heavenly Extreme Realm, it became exceedingly difficult to kill cultivators of the same rank. And if one did not kill those of the same rank, slaughtering those below one's rank was even harder.
Every move made by Heavenly Extreme Realm Dao Ancestors would be watched clearly by Heavenly Extreme Realm experts of the other races. How could they allow great numbers of their younger generation to perish at the hands of an enemy Heavenly Extreme Realm expert?
That was also why, no matter how Yang Chen provoked him, he did not dare say anything.
Indeed, he could not do it.
Seeing the atmosphere grow so tense, Xuan Yang Palace Master hurriedly persuaded, "Daoist Friend Yang Chen, with your