The atmosphere sank into an eerie silence, with only aggrieved cries of injustice echoing through the void.
Lang Yu's eyes widened involuntarily as he stared blankly at Beo, who had already moved several steps away as if terrified of being associated with him. His eyes brimmed with disbelief.
The refining secret art could refine an Authority Fragment in merely ten thousand years, over a hundred times faster than even Alpha Tuple Point, the fastest of them all!
Across the Universe, who would not covet it?
If not for Shengyin's escort, and if Li Qingshan had not entered the Ancient Hall, he would likely have long since fallen into the encirclement and pursuit of those Blade Wielders outside!
And now,
he, a dignified Vice Hall Master, had stepped forward to back them up and demand the secret art for them, yet Beo, a mere Deputy Executor, actually dared to say he did not want it?
"Kid, have you lost your mind..."
Lang Yu drew a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the surging rage in his heart as he said coldly,
"Do you even know what you're saying?!"
However,
that gaze filled with threat was like being cast at a blind man... no, not a blind man, because Beo did not even look at him.
"I'm perfectly clear-headed!"
Beo's face was full of vigilance. He moved several more steps aside, unable to hide the grievance and terror in his eyes.
If he offended Lang Yu, Heaven's Mandate would at least be behind him. It would not be so easy for him to die.
But if he offended Li Qingshan now, he would definitely die!
This was not cowardice or weakness. It was the fierce impact born from having his understanding overturned again and again since the first time he heard that name, an