"Many thanks to the Ice Emperor for coming to my aid. But they are merely a few dancing clowns; there is no need for the Ice Emperor to act. Why not guard this stretch of heaven and earth for me?"
Ye Xiwen spoke slowly.
"Since that is the case, then I shall watch the Martial Emperor display his Divine Might!" Seeing Ye Xiwen say this, the Ice Emperor did not insist.
He merely glanced at Ye Xiwen. Since becoming Emperor, this was his first time seeing Ye Xiwen, and also the first meeting between the two Emperors of this world.
This time, he stood on Ye Xiwen's side. Though Ye Xiwen was overbearing, he would not act recklessly. In a sense, all Emperors in office were guardians of order; the only difference was that the orders they established were entirely different.
But these people were different. They were destroyers of order. This time, they could target Ye Xiwen; next time, it might well be the Ice Emperor. After all, there had been precedents before.
In the distant past, had they not targeted Emperor Qin? Was that not the finest example?
These people followed no rules, and it was even common for several of them to join hands. If they succeeded, it would be no good thing for either the Myriad Realms or himself.
That was the fundamental reason he had crossed more than half the Myriad Realms to come and lend a hand.
Yet although he had agreed, he had never truly put his mind at ease. Like the others, he no longer had much confidence in Ye Xiwen. Ye Xiwen was too old—old beyond imagination.
As an Emperor, he could easily sense that Ye Xiwen's vital energy and blood had declined to an unimaginable degree. It was only being