However.
The next moment.
Hong Chidao's gaze sharpened like blades.
He slowly turned his head.
And stared fixedly at Ke Qilong.
Like a peerless ferocious beast.
Casting a deathly gaze before slaughtering its prey.
Within the Qiankun Divine Palace, the emperors' scalps prickled. That single glance from Hong Chidao was lethally fierce, his baleful aura laid utterly bare. Though they were mere spectators, that pressure and killing intent still pressed upon them like ten-thousand-zhang demonic mountains, leaving the emperors struggling to breathe.
This time.
Even Qin Xiaotian, who had already reached the Third Realm and stood as unfathomable as a god of the Mortal World, sensed a trace of fear.
"Above... the Third Realm?" Qin Xiaotian's gaze shifted slightly, and a chill ran down his spine.
From beginning to end.
He had always guessed.
That the other party was at most in the Third Realm.
In cultivation and battle prowess.
The man should have been comparable to him.
Who would have thought.
The first time Hong Chidao revealed killing intent.
He would realize.
That everything had been wrong.
The other party's cultivation.
Was unfathomably deep.
He could never be an ordinary Third Realm expert.
Perhaps even.
There was a considerable chance.
That he had already surpassed the Third Realm.
"Your Excellency, this is an internal matter of my Ke Clan!"
Ke Qilong's scalp went numb, and his mind shook violently. His invincible Dao heart, which had stood firm and unshakable as a boulder for countless years, trembled faintly at this moment.
He could not understand how a trifling Great Xia and an insignificant Xiao Chen could possibly have a forbidden being like this red-haired old man standing behind them.
Yet he did not despair. He was within the Qiankun Divine Palace, with all the emperors gathered here. He did not