Chapter 5980: Your Progenitor Was A Cockroach  

“Such a shameless robber.” A voice came from the shrine and the gate opened, revealing an ordinary mortal - Li Qiye.

All eyes were on him. Sky Step King frowned - a mortal dared to speak to him in this manner?

“Who are you?!” Eight-treasure Monarch shouted.

Li Qiye ignored him, shaking his head at Sky Step instead: “This is the style of your Ancient Step?”

“A mortal doesn’t need to comment on our sect’s conduct.” Sky Step glared intimidatingly, enough to drive mortals down to their knees.

“More descendants choosing to throw away their ancestors’ face.” Li Qiye was unaffected.

“Worm, enough out of you!” Eight-treasure attempted to please Sky Step again, wanting to slap Li Qiye.

Killing a mortal was no big deal if it meant being on Sky Step’s good side.

“Ahh!” The expected outcome of Li Qiye’s head exploding didn’t happen. Li Qiye somehow easily ripped the monarch’s arm off the socket. Furious Wind, Sky Step, and the others couldn’t see his actual movement.

“Fuck!” Eight-treasure was blinded by rage and disbelief, summoning his treasures: “I you to pieces!”

The treasures pulsed and released immense shockwaves. Li Qiye stomped down with his foot, crushing all eight treasures.

The monarch had no time to run before being stomped to the ground by Li Qiye.

“Crack!” Bones shattered as he spat out blood.

“Your progenitor was a cockroach, seems like his descendants are not any better.” Li Qiye looked down and said.

“Save me, Your Majesty!” Eight-treasure cried desperately for help.

“Pop!” Li Qiye added strength and pulverized the cultivator, no different from killing a cockroach.

This astounded members of Insane Gate. How did a mortal crush Eight-treasure Monarch like this? This also meant he could kill any of them.

Though this seemed absurd, all of them witnessed it with their own eyes.

“Who are you?” Sky Step observed him meticulously and confirmed his mortal status. How could a mortal have so much strength though?

“Who I am matters not. Return from whence you came before you let down your ancestors any further.” Li Qiye said.

Furious Wind and the others took a deep breath. Li Qiye clearly didn’t give a damn about Ancient Step.

“You are not qualified to make that comment.” Sky Step uttered coldly.

“Must I beat you swollen before you obey?” Li Qiye smiled. “Hahaha!” Sky Step laughed from being too angry: “Such an audacious mortal. Let’s see what you have hiding up your sleeves then.”

“Don’t need anything special to beat you.” Li Qiye raised his hand and summoned two weapons - one spear with an immense presence and a sword capable of splitting heaven and earth.

“Insane Spear and Furious Immortal Sword!” Spectators couldn’t contain their excitement.

Members of Insane Gate prostrated to show respect for their ancestors’ weapons. These were the symbols of their golden age, the spear in particular.

Soaring Phoenix Commander led armies across Three Immortals, turning their dao lineage into one of the greatest in history.

Descendants had searched for these missing weapons for eras and today, they had the privilege of seeing them again.

“What is your relationship with Insane Court?” Sky Step’s expression changed dramatically.

“It doesn’t matter but don’t worry, it will only be a beating today, I won’t kill you.” Li Qiye smiled.

“You! Well, let us see how much power you can muster from them.” Sky Step nearly vomited blood from anger from the disdain while remaining skeptical about Li Qiye’s ability to control the two weapons.

“Boom!” He summoned a giant shield.

Everyone felt as if mountains were pushing down on them, enough to destroy all of Insane Gate. They shouted in horror as it descended.

“Try this.” Li Qiye smiled and performed a vertical swing with the spear, crushing through the shield and hitting Sky Step.

“Crack!” Sky Step fell to the ground, bloodied from top to bottom while vomiting blood.

Li Qiye had shown mercy or he would be a bloody mist. The spear came again so he panicked and crossed his arms to parry it.

In the last second, Li Qiye stopped the attack, leaving the crowd slack-jawed.fɾēewebnσveℓ.com