Li Qiyeâs appearance robbed the breath from the crowd. Many exchanged glances, already aware of the result even before it began. It would certainly end with blood and death.
Zhang Yue smiled wryly, aware of the same thing. He quietly retreated without trying to fight it.
Liu Menglong still found the gazes on him to be awfully strange. It was as if he was being pitied for some reason.
He was the chief protector of Three Truths and didnât need sympathy nor pity. Moreover, he didnât deserve any either, being powerful and prestigious.
âWho are you?! State your name!â He shouted at Li Qiye, annoyed.
In his opinion, this guy was only a regular disciple. What could he do?
âArenât you looking for me?â Li Qiye smiled.
âYouâre that Li Qiye!â He became surprised, having never seen Li Qiye before and only heard about him from the members of his sect.
The atmosphere changed ever since this guy came out. He noticed this but couldnât really understand why.
âThatâs my name.â Li Qiye lazily answered.
Menglong took a closer look at him while thinking that this brat was being too haughty. The guy looked down on everyone as if he was the lord of Divine Black.
How dare a regular disciple treat him with such disdain? He was on the same level as Zhang Yue.
On the other hand, the members of Divine Black didnât have a problem with this at all. This seemed rather natural by this point.
âPerfect.â Menglong said: âThatâll save me some effort since youâre here. Be smart and follow me.â
âFollow you? To where?â Li Qiyeâs smile grew thicker.
âTo Three Truths. You urged someone else to kill our disciples so you must give us an acceptable explanation. Otherwiseâ¦â Menglong put on a tough expression.
âOtherwise what?â Li Qiye smiled as if this was a casual conversation, completely ignoring the threat.
âOtherwise, death!â Menglongâs eyes flashed with a murderous glint.
Zhang Yue watched this rampant aggression in silence while feeling sorry for the guy.
Anyone else declaring their intent to kill a member of Divine Black would meet retribution from Zhang Yue. However, he didnât bother joining this mess.
Liu Menglong was the only one here who didnât have a clue, the same with the ones from Three Truths.
âWhat are you looking at?!â He eventually lost control and shouted. Why would these disciples stare at him in this manner? This was driving him nuts.
âItâs not like I canât go with you to Three Truths.â Li Qiye said: âHowever, I donât know if your sect is prepared.â
âPrepared for what?â Menglong was surprised.
âWhat else but sect destruction? Blood will flow like rivers, bodies will pile up like mountains when I go there. Three Truths will be erased from this land.â Li Qiye replied.
Everyone from Three Truths immediately became livid because of the blatant provocation and disrespect.
âThe gall!â Menglong calmed down and laughed: âYou think you can destroy our sect?â
âJust a tiny one, as easy as pie.â Li Qiye said dismissively.
The ones from Three Truths had nothing but rage in their eyes, wanting to kill Li Qiye.
Their sect was one of the strongest in the northern West King. Now, this guy thought that he could easily destroy them?
Meanwhile, the disciples of Divine Black werenât surprised at all. They didnât think he was boasting either. Being domineering was just his style and they didnât doubt his abilities.
âI see!â Menglong shouted: âIncredible, impressive even, so this is a disciple from Divine Black, huh? Today, Iâll teach you a lesson in your seniorsâ stead.â
âIâm afraid you didnât hear the message from the survivors. I said that I would kill all members of your sect when I see them. Donât think about leaving this place alive.â Li Qiye smirked.
Many from Divine Black shuddered after seeing his smile for it was scarier than anything else.
Zhang Yue was helpless. He knew that this would happen but once Li Qiye said it, thatâs final.
âIgnorant fool, I will cut off your limbs!â Menglong started walking towards Jade Bird with a furious expression.
âBoom!â Though the two were still far away, Menglong still reached for Li Qiye.
His palm dispersed the clouds; his fingers resembled five mountains. Li Qiyeâs location became tiny in comparison.
Chaos true energy poured down from the palm, resulting in a suppressive force akin to being trapped beneath a mountain.
He was still a yin-yang cultivator, deserving of his reputation.
Li Qiye didnât bat an eye and simply raised his finger. It crossed through the air, leaving an afterimage.
âClank!â A sword hymn came from South Conch Peak before an actual slash.
âItâs comingâ¦â The ones from Divine Black focused their gaze in order to see it clearly.
Alas, the sword slash from the peak was just too fast. Not even the elders got a good look.
âPluff!â, âAh!â
Menglong screamed before blood rained down. His right hand has been severed so blood gushed out. The pain left him pale.
He staggered backward and looked around in confusion.
âWho?!!! Show yourself!â He shouted in fear, thinking that a sword user had just ambushed him.
âBig talk, little power.â Li Qiye shook his head: âA sneak-attack isnât necessary to cut off your paw. I just need to lift one finger.â
âYou!â Menglong nearly vomited blood from anger.
He still didnât believe it, the same with his allies. They all looked around to find the assailant.
âFine, letâs see it!â Menglong still didnât believe it. How could a regular disciple cut off his hand?
âBoom!â He took out a dao basin. âSplash!â The waves inside surged outward.