"Everyone seemed to be enjoying yourselves just now. Have you ever heard the saying that disaster comes from the mouth?"
A voice rang out. Though it was not deliberately loud, it landed in the hearts of everyone present, leaving them greatly alarmed.
Immediately afterward, an incomparably terrifying and powerful aura erupted.
Behind Zhao Gongming, a figure that blotted out the sky soared into the air.
His aura was chilling, and he gazed coldly at everyone present.
"My Changsheng Palace only wants two slots. Who agrees? Who objects?"
His words were crisp and decisive, without the slightest trace of hesitation.
"Kong Xuan!"
Seeing that figure, everyone cried out in shock.
As they looked at the peacock's true form, which covered the sky and sun, everyone was instantly stunned.
Wasn't this the Changsheng Palace's guardian divine beast, Kong Xuan?
They had originally thought Changsheng Palace had not sent anyone. It turned out he had been mixed in among the Interception Sect disciples.
Kong Xuan revealed his true form, his killing intent completely undisguised, as if he would attack at the slightest disagreement.
The pressure of a quasi-saint was immensely powerful, making everyone present feel overwhelming strain.
"Senior, we were wrong. The remaining slots all belong to Changsheng Palace!"
"That's right, Senior! We failed to recognize greatness before us! Please spare us!"
"Senior, please withdraw your divine power!"
Facing such immense pressure, how could those rogue immortals still dare fight for slots or care about their dignity?
Keeping their lives was what mattered most!
They immediately began pleading for mercy, asking Kong Xuan to withdraw his divine power.
They had originally wanted to fight over the slots, but with Kong Xuan like this, let alone competing for them, they feared that one wrong word would see them beaten into nothingness.
Even the members