Otherwise, the Nine Sacred Spirit Wine would not have been utterly useless to him.
For a powerhouse like that to swallow his anger in the face of such humiliation—would that not be far too strange?
That was why Her Majesty the Empress felt something was wrong.
"Don't ask me. We cannot see through this Little Fellow in the slightest either. But he is absolutely no easy lamp to keep lit. Those who humiliate others will be humiliated in turn. These old monsters want to give him a show of force; that is by no means a wise move. Nine times out of ten, they will end up with dust and soot all over their own faces," Dongyu Immortal Emperor said, enunciating each word. Of course, he was also using the art of secret voice transmission.
The Empress nodded lightly.
Since they could not see through him, there was no need to make too many guesses. They only needed to watch how things changed.
When river clams fought, the fisherman profited.
Several major sects of the Immortal Dao Alliance were pushing and shoving against one another; for him, that could be counted as good news.
The Immortal Emperor and his wife remained calm and unruffled. Just then, spiritual light emerged, and three people appeared at the center of the plaza.
There was a raised platform built from white jade there, which made it extremely conspicuous.
Two men and one woman.
On the left was an elderly man with the air of an immortal and the bones of a Daoist, yet a suffocating spiritual pressure was radiating from his body.
Beside him stood a slender, beautiful woman, her aura impossible to pin down.
As for the last one, he had long ears and green eyes. He was very clearly of the Demon