After saying that.
He lightly ran a finger around the rim of his cup.
Clang.
The crisp sound was like a bell chime falling into water, yet everyone's hearts jolted at once.
In an instant, the young man's attendants felt their breathing seize and their souls sink, as though an invisible colossal beast had fixed its gaze upon them.
They wanted to move.
But they could not.
They could not even stir the slightest trace of spiritual power.
At that moment, the entire Tea House Cave Heaven remained still. Cups and saucers had not shattered, tables and chairs had not shifted, and the wind still howled beyond the windows. Yet those people seemed to have been solidified by time itself, frozen on the spot.
"So they are descendants of the King Nan Heng clan. A petty clan—retreat."
Waving a hand as though swatting flies, the Sea Macaque said calmly, "Do not come disturb the peace of us old fellows again."
Any one of the great figures seated here could wipe the King Nan Heng clan behind you off the face of the earth with a single sentence.
A junior like you had best not bring calamity upon your family. He was not a disciple of the Heavenly Secrets Dao Palace, nor did he have any interest in learning about such a petty clan.
"You!"
One of his protectors was about to cry out, but the next moment, his body slammed to the ground. Cold sweat poured down his face, and he could not utter a single word.
Immediately afterward, a second, then a third... all of them prostrated themselves. Their faces turned deathly pale, their bodies trembled faintly, and incomprehensible terror filled their eyes.
Whether Great Vehicle Honored Ones or Tribulation Transcendence Heavenly Lords, all were the same.
The old