Seven Lords Enter the Game, Casting Forth Branches of Goodwill

"You—you—"

"You're being unreasonable!"

Clear Cosmos Grand Script Dao Lord's retort was utterly soft and powerless.

Even so.

When he spoke those words again.

Facing Liu Dongqing as he stepped closer, Clear Cosmos Grand Script Dao Lord not only instinctively retreated a step, but his eyes also held the embarrassment of anger born from shame, along with a faint, outwardly fierce yet inwardly timid dread.

Perhaps he knew that he should never have provoked Liu Dongqing in public. Since the calamity of slaughter in the war between righteous and demonic paths began, no one had ever gained an advantage over Liu Dongqing in verbal sparring.

Perhaps he also knew that the best choice now was to play dead and keep quiet, letting this matter pass.

No.

The truly best choice had been not to say a single word to Liu Dongqing the instant he appeared!

He understood all the reasoning.

He even understood that the one who had repeatedly taken the initiative to "attack" Liu Dongqing had always been himself.

But.

He could not help it. The instant he saw Liu Dongqing, it was as if some instinctive wicked impulse had been stirred awake. He simply could not stop himself from saying such things!

Nor could he accept his own authority being diminished before Liu Dongqing!

For countless years, he had been the true Supreme Elder of the Divine Firmament Dao Sect, suppressing the fortunes and bearing of an entire sect!

He was also a contemporary powerhouse who had cultivated the Purple Firmament Divine Thunder to the realm of a Spirit Transformation Dao Lord!

Whether his past experiences or the very bearing of his Dao arts, all had made Clear Cosmos Grand Script Dao Lord who he was—and all had profoundly influenced him as well.

Bit by bit, they had