Seeing Tang Qiying refuse to yield even half a step, Mu Xinyuan felt a surge of anger rise within him. His beard and hair fluttered in the turbulent Dou Qi.
"If I don't teach you a lesson today, then I've lived all these years for nothing!" Enraged, Mu Xinyuan's terrifying Dou Qi pressure rippled through the space.
Even Xiao Yan, standing behind them, felt some pressure. He shifted sideways to shield Mu Qingluan behind him. He could also tell that Mu Xinyuan was somewhat stronger than both Venerable Yellow Spring and Venerable Lei.
Tang Qiying, who stood opposite Mu Xinyuan, began to tremble under the pressure. Yet the ferocity in his eyes only intensified, and he refused to take even half a step back.
Just then, a gentle stream of Dou Qi inserted itself between the two, protecting the tottering Tang Qiying. A figure appeared between them.
"Brother Xinyuan, calm your anger," a soft and seductive voice said gently.
The person standing between them was a woman. She was tall and slender, with long black hair cascading down her back and swaying in the wind. Purple light flickered in her eyes, and her jade-like skin carried a faint, elegant fragrance that was almost intoxicating upon closer notice. What stood out most about her were several purple feathers behind her ears, adding a touch of wildness to her otherwise gentle beauty.
The moment she appeared, the woman stopped the conflict between Tang Qiying and Mu Xinyuan. Xiao Yan could tell that she was undoubtedly one of the Heavenly Luan Clan's five great Dou Zuns.
Once Mu Xinyuan saw who it was, he stopped moving, though he said unhappily, "Zi'er, why did you stop me?"
Mu Zi'er replied with a bitter smile, "Brother Xinyuan, you know Qiying's temper. Besides, there are outsiders