Seeing Xu Jingqiu remain silent, Lu Yinlong spoke up: "Qingce, go and apprehend whoever injured our sect's disciples. This time, I'd like to see who dares to stop you." As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of amber-hued profound energy erupted from Lu Yinlong's body, forcing all the spectating disciples to stagger backward.
Even their internal profound energy began churning uncontrollably, as if on the verge of breaking free from their grasp. The might of a Mysterious Emperor was truly terrifying! Xu Jingqiu, though not as disheveled as the spectating disciples, was still visibly shaken by Lu Yinlong's sudden outburst of energy.
Faced with the pressure of a Mysterious Emperor, he could only swallow his anger, as his own cultivation was merely at the Mysterious Spirit level—a full two realms below Lu Yinlong. Among cultivators, the Mysterious King realm was a massive threshold.
Many cultivators spent their entire lives unable to break through to Mysterious King, yet only by surpassing it could one truly step into the ranks of the strong and claim a share of the world's resources. Similarly, Mysterious King was the minimum requirement for establishing a sect.