A sharp gleam flashed in Lang Lu's eyes. "You think I would give you a chance to enter Burial Saint Valley and obstruct the Demon Emperor?"
"Oh, so my deduction was right," Fang Yun said. "You invaded Jing Kingdom from the north not only to kill me, but also to keep some of the Human Race's Great Scholars from going to Burial Saint Valley."
"You may think of it that way," Lang Lu said.
"So the words of a mighty Half-Sage like you are nothing but dog farts?" Fang Yun mocked without the slightest restraint.
Hundreds of millions of Demon Barbarians erupted in anger again. Even during the fighting at Two Worlds Mountain all those years ago, no human below Sainthood had dared attack a Half-Sage like this.
Many scholars rolled their eyes. A few nearly ran over to beg Fang Yun to say less. His opponent was a genuine Half-Sage!
A Grand Academician mocking a Half-Sage would enrage the entire Demon Realm. Had this happened there, the Demon Realm Will might have killed him directly before the sages even acted.
Lang Lu's expression finally changed noticeably. "You brat, Fang Yun," he said darkly. "My reluctance to kill you does not mean you may insult me!"
"Either I go to Burial Saint Valley and you withdraw your troops, or you admit you're farting. Pick one yourself," Fang Yun said.
Lang Lu opened his mouth slightly, revealing two rows of deathly white wolf fangs. The bloody red in his eyes deepened.
"Once I breach the city, we'll see whether you still dare! Chen Guanhai, come out! My patience has run dry!"
With that, Lang Lu slammed his right claw against the ground.
The earth trembled faintly for ten thousand li around. Within ten li of Lang Lu, streams of blue-green energy