Holy Emperor!
Shouldn't I be anxious!
"Kong! Yu! Hen—"
Wangze Holy Emperor articulated each syllable with murderous resolve.
After a good Ten Aura, his words softened, "Let me out."
Creak, creak, creak...
Kong Yuhen was carving facing Huang Quan, "Lift your chin a bit higher."
Huang Quan was neither a wood carving nor deaf; upon hearing the command, he raised his chin slightly.
"Lower it a bit."
It lowered slightly.
"Too much."
Lifted back slightly.
"Good, hold that position, soon your statue will be placed alongside theirs." Kong Yuhen casually pointed at the ten wooden carvings of the Supreme Sovereigns on the table to the left and resumed his carving.
Creak, creak, creak...
Wangze Holy Emperor glanced at the one-third completed Huang Quan statue, then back at his own, which was nearly seventy percent complete, suddenly, a stream of devilish energy surged around him.
"Bang!"
