Emperor's Domination

Chapter 5943: Do I Need Your Permission?

“Long time no see, Fellow Daoist Minisun.” Iron Thorns bowed slightly.

“Indeed.” Minisun replied, stretching her arms first before coming closer.

Although she gave the feeling of being heavy, she moved with surprising lightness like an agile butterfly among the flowers.

Her fast steps carried the weight of a hundred thousand mountains, enough to crush anyone to a pulp.

Minisun bowed at Li Qiye and Chu Zhu before speaking: “Iron Thorns, let this be the end of it today. You will not take the Liu Clan with you.”

She spoke without any aggression, only in a matter-of-fact manner. It was different when it came from her since she was from Enigma Dynasty - an actual contender against Immortal Suppression along with Phantom Dynasty.

The two sides didn’t have a good relationship since Enigma was destroyed once by Immortal Suppression. The tense atmosphere remained in the present; war could break out at any moment.

“Fellow Daoist, you have ties with the Liu? This is not the norm.” Iron Thorns frowned in response.

The Liu wasn’t known to have ties with Enigma. Starting a conflict over this seemed illogical. Findd new stories at wuxiahere.com

“No, but do I need your permission to do what I want?” She smiled and continued snacking like a village woman, not a seven-fruit emperor.

“Fellow Daoists, escalation is unnecessary.” A quiet voice echoed in everyone’s ears.

It came from an old man with an aura similar to the minor ghost market as if they were one. He had a third eye between his brows, situated vertically and closed.

“Ghost-eyed Desolate God.” Many took a deep breath after seeing the notorious cultivator.

He came from the three-eyed race. In theory, after reaching his cultivation level, his third eye should turn golden. However, his eye was of the ghastly type. Rumor has it that he once opened it and destroyed a kingdom in one night.

“Phantom is joining this too?” A cultivator murmured.

“Of course, a minor ghost market is under their jurisdiction, they can’t just sit idly by.” An expert said.

Everyone agreed with this logic.

“Fellow Daoist.” Iron Thorns didn’t like this development either.

“The pleasure is mine.” Ghost-eyed replied with a wide grin, exuding an air of affability.

Unfortunately, most have heard of his ruthless deeds in the past. This eleven-fruit desolate god was far from being a good person.