Amid the vast, surging purple qi, an old man dressed in black came striding over. He held a horsetail whisk, his brows and eyes stern, and as he walked, suns and moons rose and fell behind him, dharma manifestations appearing one after another.
Watching Old Ancestor Ziliu enter the hall, the Cultivators' hearts leaped into their throats, and those blocking Old Ancestor Ziliu's line of sight hurriedly moved aside.
Suddenly.
Old Ancestor Ziliu stopped in his tracks. His brows furrowed, and he immediately raised his hand in salute toward the front, bending at the waist as he said, "Greetings, Heavenly Emperor. Why are you here?"
His expression could no longer hold. The coldness from before was replaced by embarrassment.
His cultivation was inferior to Old Ancestor Honggan's, so he had not detected Old Ancestor Honggan's aura. When he saw Old Ancestor Honggan, he was badly startled, but fortunately, having weathered many storms, he forced himself to steady his state of mind.
At this moment, the Cultivators suddenly realized there was still a pillar that could anchor the seas inside the hall.
Old Ancestor Honggan was the Second Heavenly Emperor!
With such an existence standing in this hall, who would dare act recklessly?
When Li Xuandao saw that Old Ancestor Ziliu feared Old Ancestor Honggan, he let out a breath of relief. Back in Lingxiao Treasure Hall, he had been unable to tell whose cultivation was higher; after all, the Thirty-Two Heavenly Emperors were ranked by the speed of their enlightenment.
Only, Li Xuandao felt somewhat uncomfortable again.
Did he now not even have the qualifications to have Gu An back him up?
Gu An only needed to have a servant step forward, and all his troubles could be resolved. Did that not prove that the gap between him and Gu