"What kind of beast is this Young Master Hai, anyway?"
Su Che suspected that the mysterious Young Master Hai might have some connection to the vile dragon that had escaped after the Yin-Yang Realm shattered.
That was a Demon God the Ancient Black Emperor had joined forces with the Five Directions and Five Emperors to suppress.
"Besides, my understanding of the Human Path has its flaws. If I want a river to flow somewhere, that's where it flows. If it refuses, I'll draw my blade and cut the water."
Su Che had no intention of being polite to Jiang Duliu, who had appeared from who knew where.
"You..."
Jiang Duliu considered himself a Void Step master with every hope of attaining the Longevity Realm. Having risen as a Rogue Cultivator, he had always thought highly of himself. His manner was warm, but arrogance ran deep beneath it. He regarded the disciples of great sects and clans as dry bones in their graves. When had he ever endured an insult like this?
"Very well, Fellow Daoist Yang. Mountains are high and rivers run long. One day, this matter will be settled."
"Enough talk. Why wait for mountains to rise and rivers to run? Haven't you the nerve to fight now?"
"Hey, could you stop copying me?" Diwu Lun said.
"However you look at the arrangements here in the Myriad Spirits Sect, they bear the Devil Sect's mark. Xue Qingluo, you've corrupted so many of its disciples. Shouldn't you know the truth better than anyone? Tell us: what's so mysterious about this case?"
"I can't tell you."
Xue Qingluo looked at Diwu Lun. "Wouldn't you call anything we in the Devil Sect say a malicious lie meant to stir up trouble?"
"I'll judge your intentions for myself."
Diwu Lun faced the three