Qian Daoliu stared at Li Changqing in disbelief.
Li Changqing was going too far. It was bad enough that he showed no respect for the Divine Oracle; he even dared to blaspheme against the Angel God.
Qian Daoliu knew Li Changqing possessed God-Level Strength, but in his eyes, Li Changqing was so young that he could only have just surpassed the level of human Soul Masters. Before a true god, he would be no match at all.
"Do you truly think God-Level Strength lets you do whatever you please? Your arrogance knows no bounds."
"The Angel God is an ancestor of my Qian Family. You dare blaspheme against her to my face. Do you take me for a man without a temper?"
Qian Daoliu was genuinely angry.
Li Changqing raised an eyebrow, as if he had not noticed Qian Daoliu's anger. Disdain in his eyes, he chuckled. "What if you do have a temper? If you're not convinced, come trade a few moves with me. I'd like to see what you're made of."
"Or you could try calling on the Angel God. Have her descend and fight me, and we'll see whether that ancestor of yours is my match."
"You!"
Qian Daoliu slammed the table and rose to his feet. He glared at Li Changqing, fury in his eyes, as terrifying waves of Soul Power surged around him, ready to erupt at any moment.
Li Changqing still wore that same contemptuous look.
Qian Daoliu took a deep breath. Li Changqing had dared blaspheme against the Angel God to his face, and he truly wanted to strike, even if it cost him his life.
But Qian Renxue was here too. If he died, who knew what someone as lustful as Li Changqing might do to her?
Besides, Qian Renxue was the