"Golden-Silver Elders, are you two also here to muddy the waters?" Staring at the Golden-Silver Elders, Su Qian's aged face was incomparably gloomy.
The moment these two old fellows appeared, Su Qian knew things had become troublesome.
After all, if a real fight broke out, these two old fellows alone would be enough to hold him back.
"Entrusted by another, each taking what we need. It can't be helped." The old man in golden robes smiled at Su Qian as he spoke.
"Is that so? It seems Han Feng offered you quite a price."
Su Qian said coldly.
"The price is indeed substantial. We brothers are quite tempted by it."
The silver-robed elder spoke with a sinister laugh, his gaze dark and chilling. "Old Su, I think you'd better hand the Heavenly Flame over to Han Feng. If your headmaster were here, we would never have accepted this deal. But unfortunately, that old fellow has been missing for so many years. Who knows whether he's dead or what."
"In your current half-crippled state, you can't stop so many of us."
"Is that so? Then let me see just how capable you truly are. Can joining forces allow you to contend with a Dou Zong? Today, I'll let you know that a Dou Emperor will always be only a Dou Emperor, while a Dou Zong is, in the end, a Dou Zong."
As Su Qian's words fell, Dou Qi burst forth from his body. The pressure belonging to a Dou Zong immediately swept across the entire field.
"Hehe, we brothers aren't afraid of you." The silver-robed elder chuckled as Dou Qi surged around him. The golden-robed elder did the same. Their Dou Qi connected, and they actually stood evenly matched against Su Qian.
"Elder Su Qian, it seems you won't shed