At Daoist Lu Ya's words, fury instantly surged through the people on Yin Shang's side.
Had Wen Zhong not explained Lu Ya's formidable strength and the Sages' attitude toward him beforehand, the Yin Shang forces might already have charged out, unable to restrain themselves.
Others might hold back, but Kong Xuan would not indulge him.
He stepped straight out, his face full of disdain.
"Anyone can talk big. If you've got the ability, let your fists prove it."
"If I, Kong Xuan, don't destroy you today, Lu Ya, I'll write my name backward from now on."
"I'm not wasting my breath on you. Take this!"
With that, Kong Xuan manifested his Sixteen-Foot Golden Body. Radiating imposing might, he charged straight at Lu Ya.
Indeed!
After joining the Interception Sect, he had begun cultivating Tongtian's modified Eight-Nine Arcane Art, and boundless power of primordial chaos circulated through his body.
Though he lacked the blessing of the Primordial World's Heavenly Dao, the potential he unleashed faintly carried a trace of Pangu's might.
At the sight, Lu Ya's pupils involuntarily contracted.
He clearly had not expected the first person to step forward from the Interception Sect to be a damned Quasi-Saint.
This was not what the Primordial Heavenly Venerable had told him!
Before he came, hadn't he been told to find a way to kill a bunch of juniors, then slaughter as many Interception Sect experts as possible?
And the benefits he would receive were directly tied to how many people he killed!
Now the very first person to emerge was a Quasi-Saint. Even if he killed Kong Xuan, what good would that do? From then on, he would only be fighting Quasi-Saints, and that would seriously cut into his gains.
How could Lu Ya possibly feel good about that?
But there was