The powerful figures of the Primordial and Journey to the West worlds looked at Wang Ming and the Jade Emperor with strange expressions.
The Jade Emperor, who had attained the Dao and become a saint through Shinto, was undeniably a top-tier combat powerhouse in the Journey to the West World at this moment.
Although Wang Ming's identity remained a mystery, his stance was beyond question, and his earlier attack on Li Zhi had already proven his strength.
Everyone expected the Jade Emperor and Wang Ming to fight, but the current atmosphere left everyone unsure of how the plot below would develop; thus, both sides remained silent, waiting for their stances to become clear.
"Old Man Jade Emperor!"
"You need to use your words accurately. Your daughter was hit by the Creation God Fist—that was the effect of the Creation God Fist, so don't go around saying whether I did anything or not."
"You're making everyone misunderstand."
After lingering for a moment following the Jade Emperor's stunning words, Wang Ming immediately and righteously denied and distanced himself from the matter.
Above the sea of clouds in the sky on the side of the Journey to the West forces, Queen Mother stood with seven peerless female immortals in red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple attire behind her. Upon hearing Wang Ming's words, they cast resentful glances toward him in unison, looking just like someone watching a scoundrel run away after taking advantage of her.
Wang Ming naturally felt the gazes of the seven heavenly princesses, and even more so, he saw the dim expressions of the Jade Emperor's niece, Yang Chan, and Chang'e, the number one beauty of the heavenly court clad in white.
He naturally knew their intentions, but he still chose to ignore them.
Wang Ming was actually