The demeanor of the Taiyi Saint Heir changed; his gaze shifted from disdain to seriousness, which transformed his entire being.
"You foolish lot, you've angered the Taiyi Saint Heir, and soon you'll understand the terror of the Taiyi Saint Heir. The number one ranked Taiyi Saint Heir is not someone you can withstand," the Donghua Holy Son coughed, with a trace of blood in it. However, he wasn't angry, because the state of the Taiyi Saint Heir made him realize that Ye Qiu and his companions were about to face the Taiyi Saint Heir's furious assault.
"Almost all those who managed to truly anger the Taiyi Saint Heir were killed, weren't they?" Donghua Holy Son laughed heartily.
King Yan's unexpected failure to anger was out of expectation; at the very least, it should have caused some harm to the Taiyi Saint Heir, but it seems Ye Qiu was overthinking.
