Di Qing's blue-green robe billowed silently in the surging energy at the entrance to the Dream Domain.
At those words, he turned his head and smiled at Fang Yan across the three thousand sword lights. Then he looked toward the dark-gold formation surrounding Difu and the others.
"Difu, withdraw the formation."
Difu's expression stiffened slightly.
The red-gold compass in his hand was still spinning rapidly. The auras of eleven Emperor Lords and the lightning of eight Lords continued to flow through the formation's nodes.
"Di Qing, he killed Di Yan! He killed Lan Duo!"
Di Wu's voice came from within the formation, thick with barely suppressed hatred.
Her eyes, usually so cold and striking, were now bloodshot. The flames on her scarlet battle robe swelled and shrank with her anger.
Di Qing did not look at her. He replied evenly.
"Di Yan died because he was outmatched. Lan Duo died because she should never have come."
Understanding flashed through Fang Yan's mind.
Having read the original story, he knew exactly where Di Qing stood.
Of the thirteen Emperor Lords on the Origin Continent, Di Qing was the only one who had truly moved beyond the ancient countries' rivalries. His sights had long since extended past the Flame Wind Ancient Country, and even past the Origin Continent itself.
To Di Qing, the Emperor Lords who followed the path of bloodlines would be of little help once they left the Origin Continent. Those who could truly fight alongside him were powerful figures who built upon their own Great Daos and had the potential to reach greater heights.
And in Di Qing's eyes, Fang Yan cultivated three paths and had made progress in all three. He had even killed two of his attackers while surrounded by twenty Emperor Lords and Lords. That strength