Just Who Do You Think You Are?

Just when Lu Xuan thought Li Guanqi was about to release his captive, the Red Lotus blade rested against Cao Zhennan's neck and slowly sliced inward! *Slice!* The razor-sharp edge bit deep into Cao Zhennan's neck. The man's body shook violently as blood gushed out in torrents! Li Guanqi raised a hand to send Cao Yan into the pocket realm he had opened, the movement of his sword never halting for an instant. *Thwack!* A severed head was held aloft in Li Guanqi's grasp. With an empty clench of his right hand, he ripped Cao Zhennan's origin spirit free and bound it in an instant! The Purple Dragon Thunder Flame transformed into a soul-burning lamp and was cast into the void. Li Guanqi said softly, "You tell me to release him... and I should just let him go?" "Just who the hell do you think you are?" *Boom!* In an instant, incandescent rage erupted from the three Heavenly Kings! Li Guanqi's action was nothing less than an open provocation to their majesty as Heavenly Kings! For the three of them to condescend to come in person was already showing him immense face. Yet Li Guanqi had paid their face no heed whatsoever, executing Cao Zhennan despite it all! All the spectating cultivators had already retreated a full three thousand zhang. Seeing this scene, their hearts jolted in shock. Although they had harbored suspicions that Li Guanqi might kill him, they had never imagined that right before the eyes of three Heavenly Kings, Li Guanqi would mercilessly slaughter Cao Zhennan! With a flick of his wrist, Li Guanqi stowed away Cao Zhennan's head—because he intended to show it to Cao Yan! "So ruthless... He killed him without hesitation... These guys really are..." "Well done! To have sworn brothers who would walk through life and death together—what a blessing in life!" A hot-blooded youth clenched his fist and pumped it fiercely in the air, his eyes brimming with envy. Yet several older cultivators turned pale with dread! Now that things had escalated to this point, there was no longer any chance of a peaceful resolution. Seriously injuring a Heavenly King was entirely different from killing one... Perhaps the Domain Lord of the Xuanmen Domain had already been alerted! And the reality was precisely as they thought: at that very moment, the Xuanmen Domain Lord was standing beside what had originally been his throne, wearing a miserable, weeping expression. Wrinkles bunched tightly across the scrawny little old man's face. Looking at the illusory figure sitting with crossed legs upon the throne, he couldn't help but smile wryly. "Old Man Su, I really wasn't going to intervene. Why won't you believe me? We haven't seen each other in so many years, yet why is your temper still so foul..." The illusory Su Xuan curled his lip and pointed right at his nose, scolding, "If I believe an old bastard like you, I'd be a dog. With how petty and narrow-minded you are, would you really have stayed your hand if I hadn't come?" From the moment Zhang Qixuan learned that Li Guanqi and his companions had gone to cause trouble for Cao Zhennan, he had directly tossed aside Cao Zhennan's jade slip. Just as he was about to instruct the other three Heavenly Kings not to interfere, Su Xuan had arrived... The wizened old man said with a crestfallen face, "How would I dare...?!" Although the elder before him was merely a projection cast from a wisp of divine sense, Zhang Qixuan still dared not act rashly. The elder's strength was unfathomably deep. Zhang Qixuan even suspected that back in Fulong Village, this old man had purely been playing with them... Back then, both he and Meng Jiangchu had sent an avatar at the Soul Formation Realm. Yet the elder had been there in his true body... At this moment, Zhang Qixuan forced a flattering smile and asked, "Then should I call the other three back? Lest they act without restraint and hurt Young Master Li?" Yet Su Xuan's lips merely curled into an enigmatic smirk as he asked, "Who told you to call them back?" Hearing this, Zhang Qixuan raised his eyebrows and said with some concern, "Lu Xuan and the others possess considerable strength..." The elder's face darkened at once. He raised a hand and slapped Zhang Qixuan straight into the hall's floor with a single palm! That power was like the blazing majesty of heaven, utterly irresistible! Boundless terror seized Zhang Qixuan's soul! To think that the elder was only a wisp of divine sense! *Gulp...* "You look down on my grandson like that?! What are a few bullshit Heavenly Kings anyway?" With that, the elder slowly stood up, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked down the steps, murmuring softly, "Let them settle it among themselves." Seeing the elder about to leave, Zhang Qixuan finally let out a breath of relief. Suddenly! The elder squatted down, looking at him with an unruffled expression. Those yellowed eyes now stared at him like bottomless abysses. In a chilling voice, the elder spoke: "Zhang Qixuan, consider the consequences in everything you do. Some things can be done; some things cannot." As the elder spoke, he made no attempt to conceal his killing intent! That sensation... was as though he could crush him to death at any moment! Cold sweat streamed down Zhang Qixuan's forehead, an inexplicable panic gripping his heart. *Could it be... he already knows?!* *Pat, pat, pat!* The elder lightly patted his cheek and said softly, "For me to kill you is far easier than crushing an ant. Don't think your deeds are well-hidden. I have been watching. Beneath the Immortal Realm, I am invincible." Embedded deep in the floor, Zhang Qixuan's pupils shrank to pinpricks! Seeing his state, Su Xuan slowly rose, looking down at him with indifferent eyes as he murmured softly, "You don't believe me?" *Thud!* A massive severed head was tossed abruptly onto the ground. Its blank, staring eyes glared straight at him, and between its brows was a profound, mystical inscribed sigil. Seeing this severed head, Zhang Qixuan turned deathly pale... The elder's voice drifted slowly over: "Go ask the immortals in heaven why they dare not descend to the mortal realm." With that, the elder's lips curved in an enigmatic smile. Tucking his hands into his sleeves, he shuffled slowly toward the palace hall's entrance. "Think it through. If there is a next time... I will bury you beneath the old locust tree at the village entrance." Standing at the doorway, the elder turned back, gave Zhang Qixuan a deep, piercing look, and only then vanished from sight. Only after confirming the elder was gone did Zhang Qixuan gasp violently for air. He scrambled hurriedly out of the ground and stowed away the severed head! His heart pounded wildly, his entire composure utterly shattered. *** In the Southern King Realm. Lu Xuan plunged his hand into the void and yanked out a radiant, flowing longsword, bellowing in a frigid voice, "Ungrateful fools!" The paper leaf of the folding fan in Duan Ming's hand instantly ignited, transforming into an iron fan gleaming with chilling silver light! Meng Wanshu stepped forward slowly. With a flash from her storage ring, she handed a brilliant golden longsword to Ye Feng. At the same time, three suits of golden soft armor snapped onto their bodies. A massive ancient seal split into four, enveloping them within. Nine array plates were flung into the void, and instantly a barrier stretching ten thousand zhang blanketed heaven and earth! With a light tap of her foot against the void, profound, ten-thousand-zhang formations materialized one after another in a flash! Six antique emerald mirrors abruptly hung outside the barrier, and in an instant, the dense spiritual energy within the entire barrier poured straight into their bodies. That supremely pure spiritual energy did not even require refining to be absorbed immediately. Ye Feng and Li Guanqi both watched wide-eyed. They knew Meng Wanshu possessed an abundance of magic treasures, but they had never imagined she had this many...