"Why are you laughing?" Sima He mocked.

Long Hu chuckled, "Even if the five of you combined forces, you wouldn't stand a chance against a single Lion Sovereign's son! As the son of a Great Saint, its bloodline is second only to the offspring of the Dual Saints. What's more terrifying is that it surpasses me in every aspect! Your Treasure of Literature, the seismograph, might harm me, but it could never hurt it. It's different from us, very different! If you never encounter it, consider yourselves lucky. But if you do, you'll understand its terrifying power just before you die!"

"So what? If it encounters the will of Sage Confucius from Kong Detian, or the will of other Semi-Saint families, even as a Great Saint's son, it might not be able to do anything to us!" Sima He retorted.

Long Hu sneered, then looked at Fang Yun, saying, "Do you think only one Lion Sovereign's son can threaten you? You're wrong! You're all wrong! I can only pray you don't meet him. If you do, you'll die even more miserably, especially you, Fang Yun. You'll die worse than anyone else!"