“What are you shouting for? Haven’t you embarrassed yourself enough?”
“In the martial world, schemes and plots don’t matter, but if you can’t outfight others, you deserve this fate.”
Lei Tong didn’t offer help but instead reprimanded the Purple Star Hall Master.
People initially thought Lei Tong was a reasonable and just person.
But after his words, he turned his gaze to Long Daozhi, saying, “However, don’t go too far. Purple Star Hall has already knelt and apologised, which is more than enough.”
“But the ancestors’ legacy cannot be lost. Return the three-stage Venerable Taboo Martial Skill, Purple Star Fire Rain, to them.”
As Lei Tong spoke, he stood atop the void, looking down on all below.
It was his first meeting with Long Daozhi, and though both were Sixth Rank Supreme, his condescending attitude made it seem as if Long Daozhi was his subordinate.
His tone wasn’t one of negotiation but of command.
Yet, no one found this arrogance out of place.
After all, his noble origins and impressive strength gave him the right to speak to Long Daozhi this way.
However, a shocking scene unfolded.
Facing the Supreme Elder of the Seven Stars Alliance, Long Daozhi not only showed no fear but sneered with disdain.
His next words stunned everyone.
“Who do you think you are, daring to order me?”
The crowd was dumbfounded, hardly believing their ears.
Was Long Daozhi mad to speak to Lei Tong like this?
Even if his combat prowess surpassed Lei Tong’s, he had to consider their backgrounds.
No matter how strong Long Daozhi was, that was his limit.
But Lei Tong was different; he had the Seven Stars Alliance backing him.
Within the Seven Stars Alliance, there were not just Sixth Rank Supremes but many Seventh Rank Supremes as well.
Their leader, who had reached Eighth Rank Supreme three thousand years ago, was at the peak of that realm, on the verge of breaking through to Ninth Rank Supreme.
Such a figure was far beyond Long Daozhi’s ability to provoke.
The gap between martial cultivators was like a chasm with each rank.
If he offended the Seven Stars Alliance, they wouldn’t even need their leader to act. A single Seventh Rank Supreme could wipe out the entire Ancestral Martial Dragon City.
“Who were you just talking to?”
“Are you insulting me?”
Lei Tong asked coldly.
Not only did others think they misheard, but even he doubted his ears.
“Who else would I be insulting but you?” Long Daozhi replied.
“Abandoned Star Region trash, you’re courting death.”
Enraged, Lei Tong struck out with a palm, his immense martial power forming a visible giant hand.
The hand, spanning tens of thousands of metres, blotted out the sky. If it fell, not only Long Daozhi but many others in the area would suffer.
Yet, facing this attack, Long Daozhi didn’t even glance at it. With a casual upward wave, he unleashed a simple burst of martial power, no fancy techniques or skills.
But that power was unstoppable, easily shattering Lei Tong’s giant hand.
Most astonishingly, in this simple clash, Lei Tong staggered back several steps in the void. Clutching his chest, his face contorted in pain, as if suppressing something.
In the end, he couldn’t hold it back.
With a gush, blood sprayed from his mouth like a pillar.
Blood didn’t just pour from his mouth but also from his ears, nose, and eyes.
After this, Lei Tong couldn’t even stand steady, losing his ability to hover and plummeting from the sky.
It was the Purple Star Hall Master who caught him, or he would have crashed into the ground.
“This…”
Seeing this, the crowd could scarcely believe their eyes.
Though they knew Long Daozhi’s combat power was formidable, no one expected him to be this overwhelming.
Both were Sixth Rank Supreme, yet with a single wave, he had severely injured Lei Tong.
“You’re pathetically weak, unbelievably so.”
“With your strength, you’re not even close to the Purple Star Hall Master.”
“I bet you reached Sixth Rank Supreme only by squandering the Seven Stars Alliance’s resources, right?”
After crushing Lei Tong, Long Daozhi further humiliated him.
His insults weren’t baseless.
Chu Feng could see that, though Lei Tong was a Sixth Rank Supreme, his cultivation was hollow, lacking solidity.
This was why there was such a vast gap between him and Long Daozhi.
“You’re dead. You dared to injure me, you’re absolutely dead.”
“The Seven Stars Alliance will descend on your Ancestral Martial Star Region, on your Ancestral Martial Dragon City.”
“Not only will you die, but everyone in your city will perish.”
“Then you’ll realise how gravely mistaken you were today.”
Despite his severe injuries, Lei Tong continued his venomous threats.
He had the confidence to do so, backed by the Seven Stars Alliance.
“Just another weakling relying on his faction’s power.”
“You think the Seven Stars Alliance can touch my Ancestral Martial Dragon City?”
“Open your dog eyes and look at this.”
As Long Daozhi spoke, he took out a token.
Before anyone could clearly see it, a beam of light shot from the token, piercing the heavens.
The beam spread across the sky like clouds, enveloping everyone present.
With it came a unique aura, descending from above.
It wasn’t pressure, martial power, or barrier energy.
It was bloodline power.
As this power emerged, many present felt their souls tremble.
It was an immensely potent barrier power.
Even Chu Feng, feeling this bloodline power, showed a look of shock.
Though it didn’t frighten him, he could still sense its overwhelming strength.
Most importantly, the bloodline power began to transform. Within the sky-covering light, two massive characters formed.
Dragon Clan!!!
Whoosh—
Seeing those two characters, everyone was stunned, then knelt on the ground.
“Greetings, Lord!!!”
In unison, they paid their respects to Long Daozhi.
Even the Chu Heavenly Clan and Purple Star Hall members were no exception.
