"Among cultivators who dared stride so recklessly into our sect's mining territory, you are the first."
An utterly contemptuous voice slowly carried over. Taiyu stood suspended in the distant sky, his gaze looking down upon all beneath him as he smiled coldly. "You've got some nerve, sir!"
An incomparably brilliant radiance tore through the curtain of darkness. The divine wheel behind Taiyu slowly turned, and the surrounding space faintly seemed to buckle beneath its pressure.
He gave a cold snort like world-shaking thunder. The Ancient Demon's Demon-Opening Battle Spear abruptly appeared in his hand. "This spear is rather good. I happen to lack a handy magical artifact."
"...Someone from the Primordial Immortal Clan!" The Ancient Demon's pupils contracted slightly. He had already noticed the barely perceptible anomalies around him. This man's bloodline status within the Primordial Immortal Clan could not possibly be low!
Disbelief filled his face. "The Primordial Immortal Clan actually allowed you to join the Five Aggregates Sect?!"
"What bullshit Primordial Immortal Clan."
Buzz!
Taiyu wielded the battle spear, his eyes brimming with intense fighting spirit, while the corners of his lips could not help but rise. "Fellow Daoist, it seems the devilish qi within this spear can no longer break free from my suppression..."
Whoosh!
An ancient golden bolt of lightning stretching ten thousand zhang tore through the clouds and smashed toward Taiyu. Yet he did not move in the slightest. What was a mere backlash from another's Dao Artifact worth mentioning?!
Roar~~~
Taiyu unleashed a colossal roar identical to that of a Primordial Ferocious Beast, opening his mouth to devour the heaven-piercing golden lightning. The sight made the Ancient Demon's scalp tingle.
He could no longer spare a thought for the Dao Artifact he had refined for ten thousand years. His chance to escape had arrived!