They feared Lin Tian-feared him to death!
Yet they had secretly agreed to the Great Heavenly Venerable's demand: pressure Lin Tian and provoke his displeasure.
The Four Heavenly Kings' attitude baffled both the Day Patrol God and the Barefoot Immortal. Lin Tian had already said that Her Majesty had personally invited him, yet the four would not even seek confirmation before driving him away?
"Do you want to die?"
Lin Tian stared at the four.
"How dare you!"
"Insolence!"
"Do you intend to force your way in?"
The Four Heavenly Kings were like powder kegs set alight. Their expressions chilled, their gazes turning stern and vicious. In truth, no one knew how wildly their hearts were pounding.
They were scared to death, almost wetting themselves.
Lin Tian ignored them.
He took one step forward.
The four instantly retreated dozens of steps.
"What fiend dares run wild before the Southern Heavenly Gate!"
Yang Jian crossed the sky, his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade cleaving through the air as he landed before Lin Tian. Cold and merciless, he stared at Lin Tian and said, "Without an invitation, you cannot enter the Heavenly Court. Get lost!"
Lin Tian stared at Yang Jian!
Someone whom a mere phantom of his had crippled now dared provoke him and tell him to get lost. Was he trying to send him into a rage?
Yang Jian stared back at Lin Tian, suddenly feeling ashamed of his own inferiority.
Lin Tian's bearing was breathtaking, unparalleled. His calm, unruffled composure, his mysterious and unfathomable presence, his inscrutable cultivation realm, his vast, towering form-all were extraordinary! Divine!
Set beside him, Yang Jian truly could not compare.
But...
Since he had promised to force Lin Tian into causing havoc, he could only do this.
Lin Tian was powerful. Yang Jian could neither defeat