I have to say, Li Changcun's words left everyone around stunned.
The development of the meeting reaching this point isn't surprising at all. After all, with such endless bickering, everyone knows it won't lead to any result unless one side gets too tired to continue.
But clearly, that's impossible.
Even Lin Yi, the weakest here, has the cultivation of a Sixth-order Celestial King, nearing the rank of a Soul Realm Celestial Venerable.
Not to mention ten or fifteen days, even if they argued here for hundreds of years, there wouldn't be any problem.
So, ultimately the solution would undoubtedly revolve around power.
Yet, no one expected that a mere Seventh Rank Celestial would dare to provoke a Purgatory Demon Lord.
"Boy, do you know who you're talking to?" The Purgatory Demon Lord was obviously angered, looking at Li Changcun with a gloomy expression.
In terms of cultivation and age, he indeed had the qualification to call Li Changcun a boy.
