Li Qingxue saw through Xia Tianming's intentions and laughed heartily.
"Grandfather is truly formidable, making a grand entrance with his first move; I can't fall too far behind."
The laughter seemed to carry with it ripples of divine power. Dongfang Tian, who had already been shaken by a sword qi, felt his blood churn violently.
Upon being shaken by Li Qingxue's laughter, his face turned as white as paper, and he couldn't hold back a spurt of blood.
Xia Tianming raised an eyebrow, smiling faintly as he said, "The Dongfang Clan's Celestial God is truly fragile, unable to withstand even two bouts of laughter."
Across from him, Dongfang Tian spoke with difficulty, "Who are you two? I have never heard that the Xia Family has…"
The smile on Xia Tianming's face faded as he coldly looked at his opponent, "The Dongfang Clan truly has some nerve."
"You specifically descended to the Lower Realm to capture me, and now you dare to ask who I am."
