The group—which included Tong Ruobing's clone—walked into the throne room with Wang Wei waiting. They saw his pale face and his weak aura. Immediately, they noticed something; this was the first time they could sense the Heavenly Emperor's aura. They could immediately tell his strength was only at Third Class.
"What is it?" asked Wang Wei, his voice soft and weak, no longer containing the confidence and hidden dominance or authority. Everyone gazed at Xu Shi, and she paused.
In this short moment, she realized many things and knew asking directly was not a good idea. So, she changed her tactic:
"Is that person in the Nether Hell really that powerful? Is he that much of a threat?"
"Indeed, he is."
"Is he alive?"
"Sadly, so."
"So, you lost?"
"Of course not. But I didn't win either," replied Wang Wei calmly before coughing out loud, even spewing some blood. "Is that why you're here?"
