Golden Thunder pierced the sky, and Yin Qi spread.
The two sides hovered on the verge of confrontation, but Du Li yielded first in the end. He dared not bear the charge of offending Li Fire.
He gathered in the manifestations around him and looked at Xu Xuan.
"The Lesser Yang Treasure is not so easily taken."
Xu Xuan's gaze darkened as he looked at the mystic-gold Wu Earth spear in the other man's hand. He said sternly:
"You fell into the Gloomy Netherworld, yet presumptuously call yourselves Imperial Descendants. How laughable! As for which lineage harbors rebellious ministers and traitors, the world will judge."
Du Li's gaze grew colder. Without answering, his figure slowly dissolved into a mass of dense yin light that sank underground and vanished.
Tiantuo, however, burst into indignant curses.
"A pack of wandering souls and wild ghosts, throwing their weight around even more than the Thunder Palace did in its day!"
True Person Weihua turned toward Xu Xuan, seeming somewhat uncertain.
"Thunder Judge, have you completed your third Divine Ability?"
The master of the Great Li Thunder Department was inwardly startled. How little time had passed, and the other man had already cultivated another Divine Ability.
Even with the assistance he had authorized, this speed was simply too terrifying.
For another Dao lineage, it might have been normal, but this was Altar Thunder, the most difficult of all to cultivate. The Thunder Department's own Altar Thunder seed remained trapped in seclusion, unable to emerge.
Xu Xuan weighed the Complete Yang Dao seed in his hand, withdrew his Divine Ability, and dispersed his Heart Sword.
"Fortunately, Sword Immortal Gongsun helped me slay that demon Henhai and complete the Divine Ability. It is merely [Taking the Northern Dipper's Place]."
His gaze steadied slightly, and his voice became