As soon as Li Xuanzu said this, everyone seemed to be frozen in place. Some people raised their feet halfway, unsure whether to put them down or retract them, and just stood there in the air, looking incredibly comical.
"Sit back down, I'll just say a few words," Li Xuanzu said slowly.
"Impossible! Wasn't Li Xuanzu still in Shanghai yesterday? Who exactly are you?" Another old man spoke up. He seemed to have a good relationship with Zhao Han beside him and had already released his innate spiritual power to investigate Zhao Han's situation.
However, after failing to wake him up, he glared angrily at Li Xuanzu.
"Damn it, I say so, why do these old codgers with half their bodies in the ground spout so much nonsense?" Li Xuanzu was annoyed. He couldn't understand why, even after he had demonstrated his strength, some people were still eager to die.
Before the old man could speak, a tiny, almost imperceptible drop of blood shot from Li Xuanzu's fingertip, and his head instantly exploded.
The imagined scene of flowing blood did not occur; in the blink of an eye, the old man's body shriveled up.
“Everyone, if you’re not as skilled as others, you should listen to what young friend Li has to say.” Huixin stood up, without even doubting Li Xuanzu’s identity.
After Li Xuanzu attacked Zhao Han and revealed his identity, Huixin was certain that he was Li Xuanzu.
He had never felt that kind of disdain for everyone from anyone before. Even Buddhists, who were known for their detachment from desires, could not do what Li Xuanzu did, treating all things as straw dogs.
Those present were all top-tier exorcists in the Dragon Kingdom; otherwise, Elder Huang wouldn't have summoned them to participate in this meeting.
They were proud and arrogant, but at this moment, they were stunned by a young man, and their long-held dignity vanished.
"Ah! No, no!" The quiet hall was broken by a wail; it was Zhao Han.
Only then did everyone notice him.
Zhao Han's body was covered with countless wounds, from which black blood continuously seeped. Black blood also kept gushing from his mouth and nose, and the murmurs he made gradually grew louder.
"Alright, so this old bastard doesn't die here. Come back." Li Xuanzu beckoned to Zhao Han with his finger, and a wisp of black energy emerged from Zhao Han's seven orifices, swirling around Li Xuanzu's fingertip.
Zhao Han's eyes finally cleared, but even after regaining his senses, the intense pain kept his screams coming.
"Alright, stop yelling. Why do we have to cause trouble during a perfectly good meeting?" Li Xuanzu, perhaps feeling uncomfortable standing, walked to the head of the conference table.
The main seat originally prepared for him was occupied by a thin-looking old man. When Li Xuanzu walked up to him, the old man merely glanced at him indifferently and continued to sit down.
"Huang Jianshu, are you trying to give us a hard time? I've shed blood for the Dragon Kingdom! You're going to let such a junior shit on the heads of us veterans with such glorious war achievements? I, Lin Wenfei, am the first to disagree." The old man was clearly pointing at Li Xuanzu, but he looked at Huang Jianshu with a provocative gaze.
Lin Wenfei, a fourth-order exorcist, has a weasel as his innate spirit. Before the apocalypse, he worked in the folk customs of the Northeast Region of the Dragon Kingdom. He was a disciple of a shaman and one of the first exorcists to awaken his innate spirit.
"Brother Li, it was this old bastard who injured me when I was at level three." Big Black was agitated. As the saying goes, enemies are especially hateful when they meet. It couldn't wait to go up and tear Lin Wenfei to pieces.
"I don't care about your grudges, and don't even think about taking revenge in private. After all, you two have different positions, and there's no right or wrong between you." Li Xuanzu was reasonable in this situation and wouldn't let Dahei take revenge just because it had a grudge against Lin Wenfei.
"Lin Wenfei, right? I've heard about the shamanic disciples." Li Xuanzu had read the information about exorcists that Elder Huang had given him on his way here.
"Oh? You've heard of me, and you still dare to act like a bully here? Let us leave now, or don't blame us for being ruthless." Lin Wenfei's temper was still impatient.
"You don't think that if I kill you all, the strange things in the Dragon Kingdom will be left unattended, do you? Or do you think Old Huang will protect you?" Li Xuanzu reached out and grabbed the few remaining hairs on Lin Wenfei's head, forcing him to look directly at him.
Li Xuanzu was right. When Huang Lao brought him here, he had already considered the possibility that Li Xuanzu would kill all the exorcists, but it was still within his acceptable range.
The fifth-order anomaly in Shanghai has been eliminated, and the anomaly poses little threat to the Dragon Kingdom.
Even if Li Xuanzu kills them all, he will leave behind many blood servants who have the ability to cleanse the supernatural. Therefore, the life or death of these people is directly related to their attitude from the very beginning.
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