Ling Han knew that they were all people who were born with a halo of trouble. Wherever they went, they would cause trouble.
However, they had just arrived, and trouble had already befallen on them. This still made him grit his teeth.
This was too disrespectful, wasn't it?
Ling Han and the others exchanged looks, and all of them smiled.
"You guys… are you sure you want to do this?" Ling Han asked.
There were a total of seven of them, and they were all Sect Masters. Furthermore, they were all high-level Sect Masters. Although they looked young, each of them had lived for about ten thousand years.
Thus, these seven people were most likely the Dao Child of so Holy Land, who had been brought here by the Saint of their forces.
They gathered together for warmth, but still felt that this canyon was dangerous and unpredictable, and wanted others to take the lead.
However, they were really too jumpy.
Didn't they see that the Imperial Sons here were also watching, and did not make any rash moves? What were they trying to do?
Could it be that they wanted to use this to show their goodwill to the Imperial Sons?
Hehe, if they were planning this, then they would really be making a huge mistake.
"What is it? Are we still unable to command you?" A man in white robes asked proudly.
Ling Han and the others all shook their heads. In order to keep a low profile, they not only changed their appearance, but also suppressed their cultivation level, exuding the aura of Sect Master. Of course, Ling Han didn't need to do anything extra. He was already a Sect Master, in the first place.
However, the disadvantage of being too low-key was that one would be easily bullied.
"Scram!" Brother Monkey rebuked harshly, and his face appeared and disappeared in a flash. anwhile, the aura of a Venerate Tier also fluctuated vaguely.
Pa, pa, pa! The seven Sect Masters all collapsed to the ground, cold sweat pouring down their bodies. They had really been scared out of their wits.
Gods, it was as if they had seen an ancient Demonic Monkey that could split open the skies and shatter the earth, making them wet their pants in fright.
They didn't dare to say a word as they hurriedly scrambled to their feet and fled.
At this mont, they were all on the verge of a ntal breakdown. Why had they simply picked a random few people to bully, and discovered that they had kicked an iron plate
Thankfully, Ling Han and the others had not killed all of them. Otherwise, how could they have escaped so easily?
"Yo, the four of you are pretending to be pigs to eat tigers!" A young man was waving a paper fan. He was dressed in snow-white robes, and looked to have an elegant and peerless bearing.
Ling Han couldn't help but feel awkward, but his expression was strange, because this young man was one of the three cultivators that he had seen in the dicinal Garden in Ziwei Imperial Clan. At the ti, those three people had gotten permission to cultivate beside the Saintly dicine, but in the end, because the mature Saintly dicine had been harvested by Ling Han, it caused them to be suspicious for a long ti.
This was a mber of the Baili Clan. Hehe, Ling Han revealed a smile, and said, "In the dark of night, you're waving a paper fan. The sll of showing off has already floated very far."
"Haha!" The large black dog and little azure dragon laughed loudly. Brother Monkey, on the other hand, was unconcerned. He used the Fiery Golden Eyes, and carefully surveyed this valley.
Brother Monkey's Fiery Golden Eyes were not inferior to Ling Han's eye technique. Thus, Ling Han was also very relaxed, and could spare so ti to play around.
"How dare you!" The white-robed young man's expression beca stern, "Do you know who I am?"
"Sigh!" The large black dog sighed, and said, "Can't you villains be a little more creative? Don't ask 'do you know who I am' every ti! F*ck! How does Grandpa Dog know who you are?"
The white-robed young man almost exploded in fury. He was a mber of the Imperial Clan. Furthermore, after one of the two Imperial Sons had been crippled, and the other had been killed, he had already been promoted to beco a Pseudo Imperial Son.
As long as he perford well this ti, and obtained a great opportunity in the Saint Tomb, he would be able to beco a genuine Imperial Son.
Thus, he was naturally proud. Furthermore, precisely because he was not yet the Imperial Son, he was far prouder than the real Imperial Son. After all, his pride was weaker, and he had not developed strong self-confidence yet.
"I am Baili Yunhe!" he called out loudly, "The newly promoted Pseudo-Imperial Son of the Ziwei Imperial Clan!"
"Che, only a Pseudo-Imperial Son." The large black dog waved his paw.
"Grandpa Dragon has even killed a few Imperial Sons," the little azure dragon also boasted.
Baili Yunhe scoffed. What a joke; how many Imperial Sons have you killed? Why don't you just ascend to the heavens while you are at it?
"You people are pretending to be pigs to eat tigers. Aren't you afraid of encountering the True Dragon, who would turn around and devour you?" Baili Yunhe said balefully.
"You're asking for a beating!" The little azure dragon was enraged, and it threw a punch.
Peng!
Baili Yunhe was instantly sent flying. How could he withstand a single blow?
"Grandpa Dragon hates it the most when people like you pretend to be the the descendant of the True Dragon!" the little azure dragon said in displeasure.
Now, there was only one pure Dragon Race in the world, and that was him.
This punch caused those in the vicinity to turn their eyes towards him. A considerable number of Imperial Sons even looked suspicious.
Why did these four people give them a familiar feeling?
Baili Yunhe got to his feet. His eyes were fixed on the little azure dragon, and he revealed an expression of fury.
As a mber of the Imperial Clan, he had actually been sent flying in public?
This was a great humiliation!
"Tell your na!" he said proudly. He was clearly outmatched, but his attitude beca even more arrogant.
The little azure dragon looked towards Ling Han. Ling Han pondered for a mont, then nodded.
They were already here, so there was no need for them to hide their identities any longer.
Ling Han opened his mouth, and said, "Little He, have you forgotten that when you were in the dicinal Garden, the power of heaven and earth suddenly exhausted, and Regulations did not appear?"
Pu!
A considerable number spluttered. Little He, to think that this guy could actually utter such words.
Furthermore, what did this guy an?
Others didn't know, and were puzzled, but Baili Yunhe's heart was suddenly hamred heavily.
Ling Han!
Though the whole world knew that the Ziwei Clan had been ransacked, the details were only limited to the core mbers of the Baili Clan, and those who knew that he had been cultivating in the dicinal Garden… could only be the people involved.
Heavens, at that ti, Ling Han was actually in the dicinal Garden, and actually was right next to him?
Baili Yunhe instantly started to shiver. Who didn't know that Ling Han was the Imperial Son Killer? He had killed mbers of Imperial Clans without batting an eyelid!
He was just lucky.
Yi, could it be that he was not Imperial Son, and that was why Ling Han did not kill him… not good, then he was nowa Pseudo-Imperial Son. Then wouldn't he be on Ling Han's kill list?
If it was anyone else, Baili Yunhe wouldn't be afraid at all, but Ling Han was different.
This was the publicly acknowledged Imperial Son Killer. Who knew how many Imperial Sons had died at his hands? Now when his na was spoken in the Imperial Clans, it was enough to stop children from crying.
All of a sudden, Baili Yunhe's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He felt that his legs were trembling so much that he could collapse at any mont.
Yi, what was going on here?
Everyone was astounded. Ling Han had only said sothing without rhy or reason, so why had Baili Yunhe beco like this?
What kind of magic did these words carry?
"Have your dog's eyes been blinded? You don't even recognize your Grandpa Dragon?" The little azure dragon also revealed itself at the right ti.
Though a great many years had passed, his body had not grown too much. He was still like a four-legged snake. At most, he had only grown a foot.
He was far from reaching the age of a young dragon. No matter how high his cultivation level was, he was still a young dragon.
"F*ck off! What do you an by 'dog's eyes blinded'?" The large black dog imdiately flared up in anger. Wasn't this insulting a baldy right in front of a monk?
"I'll bite you to death!" The large black dog also returned to its original form, biting at the little azure dragon.
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