The appearance of those black eyes once again carried an overwhelming momentum, as the demonic flames surged mightily.
However, the faces of the guests and civil and military officials present no longer displayed panic.
After all, you made quite the entrance, only to be defeated in less than three minutes and taken out in a blink.
What's more, it was our ally who took you out, so what do we have to fear?
Down below, at the Tingfeng Building in front of the Golden Throne Hall, the cultivators saw the demon re-emerge. The lead cultivator hesitated for a moment before deciding to deploy only half of their forces to redirect the input nodes of the formation towards the sky.
"Could it be that Emperor Zhao doesn't dare to accept my gift, thus… thus resorting to ambushing me?"
Ye Wuyang uttered these words with less confidence, knowing that even with preparation, he couldn't withstand such a level of thunderbolt for even a brief moment.
