Eastern Emperor Taiyi stood in front of a small hill at the horizon's end, with the two-zhang-tall Chaos Clock propped behind him. His arms were crossed before his chest, and his gaze was firmly fixed on the Golden Cage atop Mount Qin.
He had a displeased expression. Although the Chaos Clock could withstand the attacks of Immortal Gods, he still lost.
"A bunch of short-sighted fools."
Eastern Emperor Taiyi let out a cold snort, confident that Su Yie would come, which is why he waited here.
As for Wang Xing's preaching, he scoffed at it, for inside the Chaos Clock lay an inheritance that could lead one to become a sanctified being. Surely, Wang Xing was not teaching the deepest secrets, which he naturally disdained.
Besides himself, Murong Invincible, Overlord Luo Fu, Gui Chouxie, Black Tiger Emperor, and Corpse Ghost King Xue Li were all present.
They were all waiting for the appearance of someone.
No.
It should be said, a Demon.
