"Ridiculous!"
The young man from the Imperial Clan waved his hand, and the light from the moon-white sword broke inch by inch. He was of a very high realm, and his combat strength was extraordinary.
There was a natural arrogance in his attacks that made people subconsciously want to submit.
Just like that, the sword light that the immortal sword had drawn out was easily dispelled, unable to cause any harm to him.
"It's just like an ant trying to shake a tree. Ridiculous!"
The other party's eyes were filled with disdain. The others also looked at Lin Mo mockingly, as if Lin Mo's counterattack was extremely laughable.
"Ask the Qilin to come out and I won't blame you for being rude," continued the young man from the Imperial Clan. He wanted to see the Qilin.
With the help of the Dao Law of Fate, Lin Mo was able to confirm that the Imperial Clan had no ill intentions towards the Qilin. Only then did he relax.
