The Sacred Gate disciples discussed animatedly, and the Divine Emperor's reputation began to spread as well.
Qin Jun listened carefully. It seemed Di Tianwu's backing was anything but simple. He could even befriend Saints, so he was most likely a Saint himself.
At that thought, Qin Jun secretly wondered, I have so many grudges with Di Tianwu. Why hasn't the Divine Emperor acted?
Was the Divine Emperor being restricted by something?
Or did the Divine Emperor simply disdain acting?
Qin Jun could understand that. He would not personally deal with some little Qi Refining Realm brat.
To the Divine Emperor, Qin Jun was no different from a Qi Refining Realm cultivator.
Both could be crushed to death with a single finger.
After Xiao Rushui and Di Tianwu were accepted as disciples by Saints, the atmosphere became heated.
The prodigies gazed eagerly at the five towering Saint phantoms above, hoping they would be noticed.
At that moment, Dao Ancestor Wuji in the middle suddenly beckoned. Xiao Rushui and Di Tianwu's expressions changed as their bodies flew uncontrollably toward Heavenly Dao Palace.
They quickly crossed the ten thousand white jade steps, while the twenty thousand Sacred Gate disciples watched them with envy.
What did it mean for a carp to leap over the Dragon Gate?
This was it!
By becoming Saint disciples, Xiao Rushui and Di Tianwu would immediately become candidates for elite disciples.
Di Tianwu turned back and looked below, his gaze landing on Qin Jun. At that moment, his eyes were no longer conflicted. The way he looked at Qin Jun was no different from the way he looked at any other living being.
Heavenly Emperor Qin... you and I will not remain rivals forever.
Di Tianwu thought to himself. Heavenly Emperor Qin's talent had seemed even more monstrous than