Obviously, Qianshan did not welcome Qi Li and the others.
His majestic voice rolled out as the giant spear gained a few more degrees of sharpness, thrusting straight at the three of them.
"Daoist Fellow, please be careful with your words. We three are Elders of the Qi Family of the Myriad Realms!"
Hmm?
Just as Qi Li reported his affiliation.
The giant spear, which was only a few feet away from the three, suddenly halted in midair, then shattered, turning into motes of light that drifted away with the wind.
"Please, come to the Peak."
Though he now knew their identities, Qianshan's tone still wasn't very polite.
Qi Yun and the other two wore cold, stern expressions as they rose into the air and flew toward the summit.
At the Peak, Qianshan sat cross-legged in the center of a stone platform, both eyes closed.
He didn't much care about the three who had arrived.
