Eye of Illusion

"What imposing official authority. I refuse to submit today!"

Yang Ling: "The Great Dream Dynasty will not be qualified to participate in the next round of bidding!"

The Abyssal Beast Grotto immediately rejoiced. They could use the Great Dream Dynasty to make up for today's losses again.

Wang Hongxi stared intently at Yang Ling.

"Do you know that with just a light puff of breath from me, your flesh, blood, sinews, and bones would all melt away?"

Yang Ling had intended to speak bluntly and tell him to go ahead and blow.

But then he thought of how hard it was to sheathe a drawn blade, so he ultimately did not continue provoking him.

"Lord Wang, this is the Abyssal Beast Grotto, not your Great Dream Dynasty. Go back and flaunt your official authority there."

Zhao De: "Keep delaying us, and the Five-Poison Emperor will get angry. I'm afraid you can't bear the consequences!"

The First Ancestor and the others exchanged glances and also offered a few gentle words of persuasion.

The old Daoist in particular feared that this man would disrupt the upcoming auction. The Nine Immortal Talisman Sect's most outstanding genius was still missing, dead or alive unknown!

Wang Hongxi ignored them. He merely smiled faintly, nodded at Yang Ling, and said:

"You have backbone. If you had agreed outright just now, I might not have been willing to take you as my godson.

"But now, you are qualified to become my godson.

"Kneel and kowtow. I'll bear the karmic consequences of your past actions for you."

"Lord Wang, why don't you go back and hang there?"

Yang Ling cupped his fists politely.

Go back and hang there?

Everyone sucked in a cold breath. This kid was being far too rude!

He was telling an immortal to go