Published: February 25, 2025
"You dare to address me directly by my name, you are being reckless!" Feng Qingcheng trembled with anger, her ample chest rising and falling like waves.
Tan Yun fixed his gaze on Feng Qingcheng, "The life-and-death battle begins now, and no one is allowed to interfere. This is a rule set by the ancestor master. You dare to openly provoke the ancestor master, how bold of you!"
"This is done to ensure fairness in the decisive battle, yet you accuse Chief Feng of violating the ancestor master's authority. You are simply reversing right and wrong and talking nonsense!"
"Tan Yun, this elder of law enforcement tells you, you must allow Chief Feng to enter your sword formation to watch the upcoming decisive battle with Kang Ling!"
Upon hearing this, Tan Yun suddenly laughed, looking at Feng Qingcheng with amusement. "If I’m not mistaken, you won't be able to see what sword formation I’ve set up."
"And as the formation lineage chief of the Holy Gate, you just want to find an excuse to enter my sword formation and scrutinize it!"
Feng Qingcheng, whose thoughts were seen through, maintained her composure and mocked, "What a joke! I am a dignified low-rank sacred formation master. Do I need to peep at your broken sword formation?"
Tan Yun shrugged, "Regardless of whether you admit it or not, I will not let you enter my sword formation."
"Oh, right, aren't you worried that there might be spirit beasts hidden in my Spirit Beast Bag? How about this?"
As Tan Yun spoke, he casually took off the Spirit Beast Bag from his waist and threw it toward Mu Mengyi on the Spirit Vessel in the sky.
"Is this alright now?" Tan Yun smiled faintly.
"It’s not enough!" Feng Qingcheng replied, "Who knows if you have hidden spirit beasts on you? I must enter your sword formation to watch, to show fairness."
Tan Yun glanced at Feng Qingcheng, "Don’t waste your energy. I will never let you enter."
"Chief Feng, since you claim that I have spirit beasts hidden on me, it’s very simple. I will prove it."
"Boom!"
"Chief Feng, is that enough?" Tan Yun looked at Feng Qingcheng with a half-smile, "If it’s not enough, how about I strip down and show you?"
"Tan Yun!" Feng Qingcheng trembled with anger, "Do you dare to tease me?"
Feng Qingcheng's beautiful figure shook even more violently. With her noble status, no man had ever dared to treat her so frivolously.
And at this moment, this mere ant in the fourth layer of the divine soul realm was shamelessly humiliating and teasing her!
However, what Tan Yun said next nearly drove Feng Qingcheng to the brink of rage!
"Teasing?" Tan Yun furrowed his brow, cupping his fists and bowing slightly to Feng Qingcheng, "Chief Feng, please forgive my bluntness, you are really being overly sentimental."
"My fiancée is more beautiful than any of you. Why would I have the interest to tease you? Even if I were to tease someone, it would be a woman more beautiful than my fiancée, not you."
"Oh, and my fiancée is watching from the Spirit Vessel. If you say such things about me in public, it might give her the wrong idea."
Tan Yun appeared respectful, with an impeccable attitude, yet revealed three implied humiliations aimed at Feng Qingcheng!
First, Feng Qingcheng, you are being overly sentimental!
Second, compared to my fiancée, you are far from worthy!
Third, even if I were to tease someone, you don't qualify!
"You..." Feng Qingcheng was so enraged that she could hardly speak.
"Chief Feng, I still have to participate in the life-and-death battle. If you want to check, I can take off my pants; if you don't want to check, then I won't entertain you!"
Without changing his expression, Tan Yun said this, and the Qiankun Ring flashed. A brand new purple robe from the Meritorious Lineage flew out of the Qiankun Ring.
In an instant, Tan Yun donned the purple robe, and without looking back, he flew into the heart of primordial chaos god-slaying sword formation.
"Tan Yun, if you don't die today, I will make sure to torture you to death!" Feng Qingcheng's eyes glinted with malice.