He was Jin Tatian, the grand elder of the Jin Clan. He had just been discussing matters with the Xia Emperor and Wang Fusheng in a side hall.
He intended to use Jin Nanfeng's participation on behalf of Great Xia as leverage.
He wanted to ask the Xia Emperor for more benefits.
He had never expected this.
In just that short span of time,
the Jin Clan's Emperor Seed had been beaten into such a state.
The Jin Clan had originally placed high hopes on Jin Nanfeng.
They hoped he could find peerless divine medicine and unrivaled spiritual treasures for the Lineage in this Myriad Dynasty War.
Although the God-Demon Battlefield was incomparably dangerous,
it was also full of opportunities.
But now,
everything had come to nothing.
With injuries this severe,
even if the Jin Clan exhausted all its spiritual herbs,
they could not possibly restore Jin Nanfeng within half a month.
"Brother Tatian, stop." Wang Fusheng flashed forward, appearing before Jin Tatian like a phantom.
"Hall Master Wang, this brat injured Nanfeng so badly, and you expect me to stand by and do nothing?" Jin Tatian burned with rage.
"Young friend Xiao Chen has a supreme Half-Emperor protecting him!" Wang Fusheng said.
"So what if he has a Half-Emperor? The Jin Clan is an imperial clan!" Jin Tatian said.
Wang Fusheng fell silent. A few breaths later, he transmitted his voice. "When the Qiankun Dynasty's Great Emperor descended that day, he ultimately chose to retreat. Many people don't know what happened, but I was there. A green-armored Demon Emperor stepped out from behind young friend Xiao Chen."
Jin Tatian shuddered all over and said in shock, "That brat actually has a Demon Emperor behind him as well? I thought Great Emperor Tinglian had intervened!"
He had naturally heard about