The Good Show Begins

Lei Zhan stood outside the Jun Family and roared into its grounds.

He was a Quasi-Emperor, and a first-tier Quasi-Emperor at that. The mighty pressure of a Quasi-Emperor erupted from him, making even the Jun Family's protective Imperial formation tremble.

The Jun Family's disciples and elders were all dumbfounded. Someone actually dared to attack their Jun Family—simply unbelievable.

"That seems to be Lei Zhan, master of the Sword Pavilion!"

"Is that the strongest Sword Saint of the Eastern Wilderness?"

"After the War Ancestor fell, he was hailed as the strongest Quasi-Emperor. Unfortunately, Gu Tian Yi defeated him."

"A mere master of the Sword Pavilion dares to act wildly before our Jun Family?"

"Indeed. No matter how formidable he is, without an Imperial weapon, how could he possibly be a match for our Jun Family's Quasi-Emperors?"

None of the Jun Family members took Lei Zhan seriously. Though Lei Zhan was immensely powerful and stood almost at the very peak of this world—

Only Quasi-Emperors who possessed Imperial weapons were the overlords of this world.

Without an Imperial weapon, unless Lei Zhan attained the Dao and became a Great Emperor, he would never be taken seriously by those holy lands and Great Emperor families.

"Little Lei Zhan, those Jun Family people don't seem to think much of you."

Xiao Yun seized the chance to provoke him.

Lei Zhan's gleaming eyes fixed on the Jun Family members before him, cold killing intent flickering within them.

The Jun Family people had made no attempt to lower their voices, so naturally, he had heard every word.

The fury in his heart had been thoroughly stirred.

It was not because Xiao Yun had goaded him. He had long been holding a bellyful of rage inside.

As one of the few first-tier Quasi-Emperors in this world—and the