Li Ping'an wasn't here to show off; preparations had already been made long ago. He raised his hand slightly, and two Heavenly Fury Guards came forward carrying an incense burner, with a single stick of pure incense inside. The incense lit itself, and faint blue smoke began to waft upward.
"I am giving you all the time it takes for this incense to burn."
Li Ping'an's voice resonated across the entire space:
"After the incense burns down, if you don't hand over those traitors, don't blame me for being rude.
"And don't bother using talk of your so-called future sect with two saints a thousand years from now to intimidate me. All matters must adhere to reason; if saints refuse to follow reason, there are saints who will deal out justice."
The disciples of the Western Sect looked at each other, utterly lost and without a leader in this moment.
The Calamity Venerable was not present;
Senior Brother Maitreya was also absent;
