The earth-shaking atmosphere, already bristling with drawn swords, suddenly turned rather strange after Xiao Ying stirred things up!
Even the Blood Xuan Witch King and the Sacred Bird Immortal King, poised like arrows on drawn bowstrings, faltered in their momentum and froze high in the sky.
"Insolent junior!"
An angry, deafening rebuke rang out. A majestic middle-aged man wearing the Ten-Thousand-Birds Feather Robe appeared atop the Sacred Beast Sky Phoenix's head. His blade-sharp gaze pierced the void and bore straight into Xiao Ying as he thundered like a great bell:
"Barbarians will be barbarians! Uncivilized, ignorant of rank and station! A mere Heavenly Shaman dares spout such reckless nonsense. You disgrace your ancestors!"
He paused, then spoke coldly, murderous intent radiating from him. "Respect for the strong is the consensus of all races. Such a wicked whelp is no different from a demon sowing chaos in troubled times. The whole world should unite to slay him!"
His imposing presence dominated the sea, his voice reverberated through heaven and earth, and his King's Might shook everyone's minds!
Everyone fell silent. Even the Blood Xuan Witch King did not know how to answer, because respect for the strong truly was the consensus of all races. It was a rule for dealing with the world, and an even more vital rule for survival. Otherwise, even if one were killed, there would be nowhere to seek justice!
Put plainly, this was a world where the strong reigned supreme!
High in the northern sky, a patch of crimson appeared and spread at astonishing speed. Within a breath, it filled the heavens like a sea of blood suspended across the sky. A voice that seemed to come from the Nine Netherworld Hell rang out:
"The Sacred Bird Immortal King speaks truly. How can such a wicked