After the emotionless eyes appeared, the clear air began to form the outline of a figure. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the robe fluttered. The image of a Confucian scholar with two fluttering sleeves appeared in front of Xu Pingfeng and the others.
The Confucian saint's soul reappeared in the world, and a terrible pressure descended, like a landslide, a tsunami, and a sky falling.
Due to the close distance, the three people and one beast were directly facing the gaze of the Confucian Saint.
The White Emperor's four limbs trembled uncontrollably. It was as if it had completely degenerated into a beast. It bent its back, bared its teeth, and let out a low growl as if to demonstrate its power.
Xu Pingfeng and black Lotus retreated again and again. As rank-2, they did not dare to force themselves.
