If the Fortune Emperor Palace is gone?!

What’s the use of a cultivation manual?

Threat—! A naked threat!

That too right in front of various Emperor Palaces’ masters, disciples, and young lords!

Fang Gan, Zhou Chen, Li Shan, Chen Yirong, and Zhao Lei’s faces turned even uglier at the black-robed young man’s words.

But deep down in their hearts, they knew that the Fiend God Emperor Palace had the power to make good on their words.

The hall’s atmosphere became stagnant.

Suddenly, Fang Gan threw his head back and let out a hearty laughter. A while later, he looked at the black-robed young man and said, “What? Is Old Man Fiend God trying to go to war with my Fortune Emperor Palace? I admit that the Fiend God Emperor Palace is strong, but my Fortune Emperor Palace is not a soft persimmon you can squish as you like! You guys want to play it that way, then fine, my Fortune Emperor...