Lu Li had made up his mind before he went to the Hall of Patriarchs. He had picked up his life and he didn't mind losing it at the Palace of Devils.
Therefore, he was fearless. If these people wanted to make trouble for him, then he would fight them to the end.
He walked out in large strides. He was dressed in gorgeous divine son clothes, and in addition to his extraordinary bearing, he walked with a majestic gait like a dragon or a tiger. He seemed to have his own style.
There were five young masters and three young ladies in front of him. The young masters were handsome and the young ladies were beautiful.
They were born in big families and their genes had been passed down from generation to generation. What was more, they had been taking all kinds of elixirs since they were young. It was hard for them not to be good-looking.
Lu Li's bearing was extraordinary. However, in the eyes of the young masters and young ladies, he seemed to be putting on airs. After all, he was a Second Tribulation Divine God.
Those young masters and young ladies were at least at the peak of the third tribulation. The curly-haired young man, the brown-haired young man and Little Pepper were all warriors of the fourth tribulation.
They didn't know much about Lu Li because Hu Bugui didn't say anything. Little Pepper and the others tried to get some information but Hu Bugui stopped them from doing so.
Clearly, Hu Bugui had concealed Lu Li's information on purpose so that the young masters and young ladies would make trouble for Lu Li.
There were several advantages to this. First, Lu Li would feel pressured so that he would have to pick a side.
Second, Lu Li's strength could be tested.
As for the third, if Lu Li could win, then he could show the young masters and young ladies the immensity of heaven and earth.
Lu Li walked to the front of the hall. The young masters and young ladies moved. They walked toward Lu Li and stood in a straight line, blocking his way.
"Divine Son, the curly-haired young man is Tan Long, a disciple of Great Patriarch Tan Yu.
The one in the red dress is Liu Qianqian, nicknamed Little Pepper. She is the granddaughter of Chief Patriarch. The brown-haired young man with dark skin is Zhang Ye, the great-grandson of Great Patriarch Zhang Yun.
The three of them are all Fourth-tribulation Divine Gods and the others are disciples of other patriarchs. Divine Son … be careful! "
Jian Xiong, the leader of escorts, sent a message to Lu Li. After Jian Xiong was sent here, he knew that his fate was tied to Lu Li's for the time being.
If Lu Li could not get up, he would suffer with him.
If Lu Li could stand firm, then he could enjoy the limelight with Lu Li in the future. Therefore, he sent a reminder to Lu Li.
Lu Li nodded. Jian Xiong's reminder was timely. The other warriors at the peak of the third tribulation were not enough to threaten him. But the information on the three Fourth Tribulation Gods was very important.
Lu Li walked to the front of the crowd and stood there. He squinted but didn't say anything.
He stood there with a calm demeanor, unmoving like a mountain.
If Lu Li were a patriarch at the Fourth Tribulation Realm, he would have a different bearing standing there. However, Lu Li was only at the Second Tribulation Realm, which was ridiculous.
It was like a child carrying a sword on his back, pretending to be a peerless expert …
"Who are you?"
The dark-skinned, brown-haired young man, Zhāng Yě, opened his mouth. He raised his eyebrows and said with contempt, "This is the Elder's Hall. Unauthorized people are not allowed to trespass."
Zhāng Yě was obviously lying through his teeth. Lu Li was accompanied by a commander from the Division of Internal Affairs. Besides, Lu Li was wearing the Divine Son's attire, so it was impossible for Zhāng Yě not to recognize him.
The commander from the Division of Internal Affairs was about to say something when Lu Li waved his hand to stop him.
Clearly, these people were here to make trouble. What was the point of reasoning with them?
Lu Li said coldly with a straight face, "This is the Elder's Hall. Who are you?
Are you an escort here?
Patriarchs?
How dare you block the way at the gate? "
Lu Li was once an emperor and he was the overlord of many universes. His voice was thunderous and his momentum was intimidating. He looked like a patriarch with great abilities.
Lu Li's momentum did not frighten anyone. Instead, Zhāng Yě and the others found it funny. Zhāng Yě raised his head, squinted at Lu Li and said, "You don't need to know who we are. If you want to enter the Elder's Hall, you must go through us.
The Elder's Hall is not a place for everyone. Those who are not powerful are not qualified to enter. "
Zhāng Yě bared his fangs. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit. He was provoking Lu Li directly.
Lu Li smiled lightly. If it were Tan Long, he would have some concerns. But he was not afraid of Zhāng Yě.
Lu Li raised his eyebrows and asked, "You want to fight?
Where should I fight?
Right here? "
He had to fight. Not only did he have to fight, he had to do it beautifully and cleanly.
Lu Li's voice was loud enough for the Elder's Hall of Patriarchs to hear him. If there were no objections, then he could fight here.
"Sure!"
Zhāng Yě grinned. Pointing to the side of the plaza, he said, "Let's go and learn from each other. Let's not hurt each other. How about it?"
"Whoosh!"
Zhāng Yě flew up to the left side of the plaza. Lu Li threw a look to the Elder's Hall. Nobody said anything. Lu Li had no more concerns.
"Whoosh!"
Lu Li flew up, not intending to make a move. The mountain glowed in his hand. Phantom King, Ghost Shadow and Worms of the Void came out and whooshed toward Zhāng Yě.
"Buzzing ~"
Almost at the same time, many psychic powers came out from the hall. Lu Li could tell that there were at least one hundred of them.
Some of the psychic powers were strong and well-hidden. Lu Li could sense some psychic powers that were integrated with the wind with the Mark of Dao.
"Um …"
As soon as Phantom King came out, his ferocious energy spread out. Tan Long, Liu Qianqian, and the others were taken aback.
Zhāng Yě felt the pressure as well. Lu Li did not hold back. As soon as Phantom King and Ghost Shadow came out, they whooshed toward Phantom King from the left and right.
Zhāng Yě took out a black iron rod which was glowing. Ignoring Ghost Shadow and the Worms of the Void, Zhāng Yě smashed at Phantom King with the iron rod.
The iron rod in Zhāng Yě's hand was clearly a piece of treasure. The air was glowing, and Zhāng Yě felt like he was not swinging a rod, but a mountain.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
As Zhāng Yě swung his iron rod, the sky was filled with cracks. It was as if the entire sky was being crushed by him.
The eyes of the two women below him shone with admiration.
"Silver spear and wax tip!"
Lu Li threw a glance and put on a sarcastic smile.
Lu Li had spent his entire life in battles. His eyes were sharp.
This Zhāng Yě seemed to be intimidating but he was full of loopholes. Lu Li had overestimated Zhāng Yě. He even sent out Ghost Shadow. With Phantom King, Lu Li could kill Zhāng Yě easily.
"Whoosh!"
As Lu Li had expected, Phantom King dodged Zhāng Yě's move and scratched Zhāng Yě's back with his claws.
"Crack ~"
The armor on Zhāng Yě's back was cracked. Phantom King's claws left a bloody mark. Seeing this, Lu Li waved his hand. Ghost Shadow and the Worms of the Void came back.
The Phantom King could easily crush a martial artist of this level.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Phantom King kept moving around and turned into streaks of dark blur in midair. Every now and then, Zhāng Yě would groan. He waved his iron rod but could not even touch Phantom King's hair.
"Come back!"