âYou will get your chance, but not right now.â Shaochen laughed and continued to retreat with an awkward expression, bereft of the previous imperious attitude.
Li Qiye broke his expectation. Though he knew that guy was very strong and in his calculation, he pushed the guy to the very limit, but he realized that he had still underestimated this foe.
Ultimately, he was certain of his victory and that killing this guy wasnât going to be hard. Now, he needed to revise his plans since many plans have become useless.
âIf you donât have a Paragon Artifact, you will die. An ancestral weapon is not enough.â Li Qiye chuckled.
The crowd couldnât be more immersed in this fight with their heart hanging up high. They didnât only worry about the outcome but also whether Mu Shaochen had a Paragon Artifact or not.
Everyone guessed that he would have an ancestral weapon. After all, their progenitor was powerful and must have left many artifacts behind. As for a Paragon Artifact, who knows?
Nevertheless, there were still rumors about him possessing one. The crowd couldnât wait to see the unbelievable power of one.
âLi Qiye, thereâs no denying your abilities, but youâre not strong enough to warrant using a Paragon Artifact.â Shaochen replied. Due to his talents and experience with true masters, he quickly composed himself.
Li Qiye answered: âIs that so? What else do you have because with your own power, you wonât be able to block a single move from me. Your talents are good but you didnât focus on cultivation or you wouldnât be this weak. Otherwise, you might be strong enough to struggle for a bit against me. Plus, if that was the case, you wouldnât be down here either.â
âYou!â Shaochen turned red and glared angrily at him because he had touched his wounds. His talents were indeed unfathomable to earn mild praise from Li Qiye.
Not to mention Myriad, he was exceptional even in Imperial. Alas, as a member of the Mu, everything came easy to him so he became arrogant and didnât care about cultivation.
As a result, his cultivation was only considered exceptional, not quite brilliant. If he had actually tried in the past, perhaps he would already be a True Emperor at this point. However, he didnât care about his personal strength since he believed in defeating enemies using other methods.
Unfortunately, schemes and plans were useless before absolute power. Even his amazing talents couldnât do anything.
Because of reasons related to this, he left Imperial for Myriad. Otherwise, which genius would actually make this choice? Imperial had more resources available. He came down with predicaments that he didnât want anyone else to know but Li Qiye was bringing it up.
âNot convinced?â Li Qiye chuckled: âIt doesnât matter, this is only the beginning since youâll be even more vexed later on for opposing me, resorting to living a borrowed life. The clan and talents you are so proud of are trivial before me.â
Shaochen had a hard time staying calm. Ever since coming to Myriad, even the ancestors here showed nothing but respect towards him. This change of pace left him gritting his teeth.
Li Qiye smiled and continued closer.
âClank!â The falcon flapped its wings and stopped him with a motion akin to a thousand iron swords fanning out.
This mount was intelligent and mighty; many True Gods have fallen prey to it in the past.
These sword-like feathers sealed Li Qiyeâs path, not allowing him to take half a step forward.
âStop.â The falcon actually spoke, albeit with only moderate clarity.
âEven your master wonât be able to stop me, let alone you.â Li Qiye wasnât in a hurry.
âLi Qiye, you have crossed the line and deserve death for killing so many people.â The falcon godâs words came from above. He wasnât here but this didnât make much of a difference.
âSo what?â Li Qiye replied: âThose who block my path will be shown no mercy, killing everyone is still not crossing the line.â
The crowd became astounded. In their mind, anyone with a tiny bit of sense wouldnât be so haughty but Li Qiye chose against doing so. Despite knowing his contempt for all, there was nothing they could do but smile wryly. He was a man of his words so who would want to die over some imperious rhetoric?
âA fool is fearless.â The falcon god said.
âEnough of this.â Li Qiye waved his sleeve: âStop hiding up there so I can take care of you and everyone here, then that number one expert in Myriad too.â
The crowd couldnât believe it. This guy not only threatened to kill Cloudcrossing Falcon God but also Dracoform Martial God?
They stared speechless at him. One ancestor muttered to himself: âHeâs crazy, always talking about killing Eternals. Does he think theyâre so easily slain? Before killing one, he might find himself dead without a grave.â
âHmph.â An echoing scowl could be heard, causing the stars to rustle. The previous comment from Li Qiye clearly angered the falcon god.
âClank!â The falcon began aiming at Li Qiye with its wings.
âGet ready to die!â It threatened.
âYou dare to be impudent before me, little bird?â Li Qiye said insipidly.
âI will cut you to a thousand pieces!â After gaining intelligent, it hated being called a bird the most.
It began flapping its wings, shooting out feathers no different from divine swords. The remnant energy turned a mountain into a sieve. The weak cultivators couldnât escape in time and were filled with holes.
âWatch it!â Many managed to evade.
The rampant sword energies all aimed for Li Qiye, wishing to put an end to him.