"I really do wish to pluck every one of your heads."
"How audacious!"
"Arrogant!"
"Human Emperor, how dare you speak to the Taoist Ancestral so."
Nine Venerables scolded sharply.
Even if the opponent was exceptionally strong, one shouldn't communicate with the Taoist Ancestral in such a manner.
Taoist Ancestral, ah!
They were the ancestors who founded the Mahayana Realm in this world, selflessly propagating this realm throughout the heavens.
Apart from this, they always sat above the ninth heaven, unconcerned with the mundane world.
With a gentle press of the Taoist Ancestral's palm, all voices went silent in an instant.
"Let us talk, Human Emperor!"
"We don't really have a great feud."
Without waiting for Liang Hui to reply, the being known as Sect Master, whose palm was pressing down, gently raised it.
Boom!
A red lotus materialized before him, then slowly began to wither.
As each petal fell, time in the Five Directions World reversed accordingly.
