The silver-haired woman, Ling Long, pointed to the plate in front of her, halting its movements for the time being. She calmly replied, “You think I would answer you?”

“Since you’re from the demon clans, you shouldn’t have much of a relationship with the human sovereigns. When the demon monarchs made a united invasion into our holy realm, they killed countless of my kin. Since you have a relationship to them I will pay no further respect to your esteemed grandfather.” A murderous expression appeared on Yuan Cha’s face. She clapped her hands together, summoning a vortex of spiritual pressure that blurred her giant figure from view.

An instant later, crystalline streaks erupted from her fingers and shredded the space around her. 

The vortex scattered and released a rush of black mist, leaving a giant crystalline figure with intimidating purple flames for...