"Oh? Is that so? Then I'd like to see how you plan to take me to the Nine Hells Holy Teachings to answer for my sins!"
A clear, chilly voice came from not far away. Then, a figure appeared before the three of them.
The middle-aged Emperor Lord immediately grew wary. When this person had appeared just now, he had not sensed a thing.
He had not detected even the slightest trace. That was simply impossible. Even if a Peak Emperor Lord appeared nearby, he would have noticed, much less someone who had come right up before him without being detected.
"Just who are you..." the middle-aged Emperor Lord shouted. Yet all he heard was a cold snort. Then he felt an immense force slam into his body, and with a muffled groan, he was sent flying.
His eyes were filled with horror. He simply could not believe that someone had sent him flying with nothing more than a cold snort. It was as fantastical as a tale from the heavens.
"Grandmaster!"
The moment Sun Diandian saw that figure, she recognized him and cried out in delighted surprise.
"Teacher!"
The instant Ye Xiwen appeared, Sun Ziwang finally let out a breath of relief. At the very moment the middle-aged Emperor Lord was blasted away, his oppressive aura vanished as well. Sun Ziwang relaxed, and his injuries began healing at a visible rate. They had not been serious wounds to begin with, merely frightening in appearance. The middle-aged Emperor Lord had not truly struck ruthlessly; he had only used Dao Might to make him suffer.
Ye Xiwen nodded and had the two move behind him, while he walked toward the middle-aged Emperor Lord.
The middle-aged Emperor Lord had crashed heavily to the ground. His mount, as though it had seen some