Dragon Lord

"Those old fossils of the Divine Void Immortal Dynasty have gone too far in bullying us!"

Dao Lord Feiyu's swordlike brows shot upward.

The Human Emperor Hall's decree had been erected in the skies above White Jade Capital. How could he have failed to see it?

It said:

Great Yu was to send forth another True Lord.

Great Yu only had two True Lords in total. Gao Tianxia was already in the Outer Heavens. Though it did not name anyone outright, it was plainly demanding that Li Rui go to the Outer Heavens.

What kind of logic was that?

If a nation had to send out all its True Lords, then forget a Yu Kingdom—even White Jade Capital would only need to send two True Lords.

Battling in the Outer Heavens had always been an exceedingly dangerous affair.

Although few at the True Lord realm died in battle, for middling talents, or even superior talents, it might not be a bad thing. If they could establish military merit, they might even obtain considerable fortune.

But for an unrivaled genius like Li Rui, it was unquestionably a delay to his future.

He lacked no cultivation resources to begin with, and with a sect supporting him, why would he need to desperately seek fortune in the Outer Heavens?

If the Outer Heavens were truly so good, why had the Divine Void Immortal Dynasty itself only sent a few old fossils with one foot already in the grave?

His senior brother had painstakingly helped Li Rui attain the Dao.

Yet the Divine Void Immortal Dynasty had played them for fools. How could he not be furious?

"Senior Brother Feiyu, please do not be angry for now."

Jiang Linxian spoke calmly.

He had not told Zhuge Ming, who was currently in deathly closed-door cultivation.