Death.
When they saw Li Xian's figure suddenly project itself here, then vanish an instant later, everyone in the conference room caught the scent of death.
That sudden voice had startled every one of them so badly that their hearts seemed to clench for an instant.
Only long after Li Xian's figure disappeared did An Dong and several others present finally begin gasping for breath.
Their faces were deathly pale, their foreheads slick with cold sweat.
Zhao Yi's nerves had also tightened for a moment.
He had feared that Li Xian would fly into a rage and begin a slaughter.
After seeing Li Xian leave, however, he relaxed.
There was one thing An Dong and the others had gotten right.
This True Immortal Li...
Indeed was not someone who slaughtered innocents indiscriminately.
He immediately sneered. "What happened? Weren't you all so confident just now? You overflow with clever schemes when plotting behind his back, but when you actually face True Immortal Li, you're too frightened even to breathe?"
It took An Dong quite a while to compose himself. "We... we were only..."
"Enough. Spare me the nonsense. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."
Zhao Yi snorted. "Don't forget where your power comes from! All these years, your presidential office has tried every possible means to divide the people's strength to maintain your own rule. All True Immortal Li is doing now is reshuffling power through another method and returning it to the people! That's what you're afraid of!"
An Dong's face alternated between green and white. Only after a long while did he say, "The populace is ignorant and easily incited. We were only..."
"Don't you think no living being could withstand temperatures of tens or hundreds of millions of degrees? True Immortal Li has already given you