"Hm? Objections? The Myriad Transformations Immortal Dynasty?"
As Lin Hao landed on the spring platform, he heard those words too. His gaze sharpened as it swept over Marquis Weiyuan, Xu Da.
"What? Do you want to attack me again at my succession ceremony, Marquis? Then will the Myriad Transformations Immortal Dynasty say that even an esteemed marquis at the Late Nascent Soul Stage like you is a traitor? Are you going to defect on the spot?"
There was a mocking edge to Lin Hao's words.
For cultivators, even those at Foundation Establishment could easily remain unmoved by honor or disgrace.
Yet for some reason, after Lin Hao finished speaking, an inexplicable anger rose in both Xu Da and his son.
As an old monster with years of experience, Xu Da immediately grew wary, realizing that this was probably some unknown Daoist art.
But Xu Chun, as the Young Marquis, was already accustomed to acting tyrannically. With that inexplicable anger inflaming him, he could not stop himself from standing up. "The Immortal Dynasty only gave you an explanation as a courtesy. Don't be ungrateful!"
After saying that, Xu Chun himself froze. How could he have said something like that on such an occasion?!
But just as he came to his senses, his father's hand was already swinging toward him.
Boom!
A terrifying blast of air struck Xu Chun, leaving him dazed and bleeding from all seven orifices. The spiritual energy throughout his body seemed on the verge of collapse.
Only after striking him did Xu Da speak. "I failed to discipline him. This junior has grown spoiled and arrogant, and his loose tongue has offended you all. Please forgive him-"
Xu Da had not hesitated in the slightest, and his strike had been vicious.
Xu Chun's injuries were quite severe, but