Another two hours passed. Every level of the World-Suppressing Divine Pagoda was filled with living beings, all waiting for the War of the Unrivaled to begin.
Supreme Invincible occupied an entire corridor by himself, and no one dared approach him. At that moment, he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, his eyes closed in rest. Yet the constantly twitching fingers revealed his impatience.
By then, no more living beings entered the pagoda. It seemed that everyone who was meant to come had arrived, with only Xia Shenwu still absent.
"Is Xia Shenwu deliberately trying to pressure us?"
Baili Shouyue said irritably. The War of the Unrivaled still had not begun. Xia Shenwu was asking for a beating!
Qin Jun reclined on the Supreme Nine Dragon Throne as though taking a nap, without opening his eyes.
The gods and demons had also grown impatient, but they could only endure it. After all, Xia Shenwu had yet to appear. They could not exactly vent their anger on the Supreme Divine Hall, since Xia Shenwu held control over this War of the Unrivaled.
After about the time it took to burn an incense stick, Xia Shenwu finally appeared.
His tall, imposing body was clad in a plain blue robe. The white fist phantom on his back swayed in the wind, lifelike and vivid. His black-and-white hair danced wildly, while his face remained cold and expressionless. Wherever his gaze fell, no one dared meet his eyes.
Silence!
The clamor throughout the World-Suppressing Divine Pagoda came to an abrupt halt as millions of eyes fixed upon Xia Shenwu.
Xia Shenwu did not fly quickly as he headed toward the white jade pavilion at the very top.
Several dozen hall masters led by Mo Ruohe promptly knelt, awaiting Xia Shenwu's arrival.
"So he is