"Kid, who are you?"
"Were you the one who moved me here just now?"
Someone shouted at Yun He.
"Shut up!" Yun He snorted coldly, sending a sound wave spreading rapidly outward.
The group before him was pushed back dozens of kilometers before coming to a halt. Their auras became incredibly weak, and cracks split their bodies.
Splash! Splash!
Some even lost consciousness outright and fell into the sea.
"You!"
"How dare you..."
The privileged scions froze, dumbfounded.
This mere World Lord actually dared to attack them?
How could he dare?
"Yun He, how dare you!"
A voice laced with a powerful will suddenly rang out beside Yun He's ear. At the same time, a strand of incorporeal Immortal Divine Power burrowed into his body.
Yun He's gaze turned cold. The mixed hole inside him rotated, instantly turning that strand of incorporeal Immortal Divine Power into nourishment.
"Urgh!" A muffled groan came from the distance.
Streaks of light flashed as three figures radiating powerful auras flew swiftly toward him.
King Jieli, King Fengchen, and the female King-level Immortal arrived nearby and hovered in midair.
The two sides faced each other from afar.
Of the three King-level Immortals, the female one was the strongest, probably a Peak King.
The other two were considerably weaker, likely High Kings at most.
"Yun He, you actually dared to attack the privileged scions of our five great factions?" King Jieli barked the moment he arrived.
The oppressive force of his King Rank will radiated from him, pressing down on Yun He.
Yun He merely gave him a cold glance, not bothering to respond.
The pressure of a High King's will, at most?
What a joke.
"Your Highness Yun He." King Fengchen was quite polite.
"King Fengchen." Yun He nodded.
"Your Highness Yun He, I am