The black-clothed Daoist laughed skyward.
"Hong Jun, is this all your disciples and grand-disciples can do? Hahaha."
The voice of the black-clothed Daoist was not loud, but it clearly reached every ear in the Heavenly Court.
Nezha, who was watching, couldn't help but glance toward the South Heavenly Gate. Whose subordinate could be so bold?
At this moment, Hao Tian wanted nothing more than to rush forward and obliterate Luo Hou.
It must be understood that the foundation of ruling the Three Realms is built upon the Daoist Ancestor's endorsement. Undermining the Daoist Ancestor's prestige is shaking the very foundation of his rule over the Three Realms.
Yet, after a moment of hesitation, he dared not act.
He was a top-tier Quasi-Saint who had slain two corpses, and it seemed the opposition was of similar strength. He did not fear the other, but he feared losing.
