Robbing Shushan

Taiyin Heavenly Monarch stared fixedly at Chen Changqing, his gaze brimming with killing intent.

"Shushan Holy Son, I'll remember you."

Chen Changqing's expression remained calm.

"Remember clearly."

"Don't pick the wrong person next time."

The aura around Taiyin Heavenly Monarch faltered, and he nearly attacked again.

Kun Yuan Heavenly Monarch reached out to stop him and shook his head.

"Go."

In the end, the two transformed into streaks of light and retreated unwillingly.

Only after their auras had completely vanished beyond the horizon did Bai Wuya let out a muffled groan, his body swaying.

Chen Changqing reacted swiftly and grabbed hold of him.

"Martial Uncle."

Bai Wuya suppressed the surging blood and qi within him, then backhandedly smacked Chen Changqing on the back of the head.

"You brat have really grown bold!"

"You dared to take on Heavenly Monarchs head-on?"

Chen Changqing rubbed his head and chuckled.

"Didn't I save you?"

Bai Wuya glared at him, opened his mouth, yet could not bring himself to scold him further for a long while.

Rujie muttered softly from the side.

"Senior Bai, you didn't see it—Holy Son Chen was truly magnificent just now."

"If it weren't for him, when would this Buddha ever have had the chance to trade blows with Heavenly Monarchs in this lifetime?"

Bai Wuya turned and shot him a glare.

"You've grown bold too."

Rujie shrank his neck and immediately fell silent.

Si Youyou stood to one side, watching the group, and could not help curling her lips into a smile.

Just then, several sounds of something tearing through the air came from the distant horizon.

Several cultivators flew in from beyond the mountain range. Seeing the battlefield's devastation from afar, they immediately halted, not daring to approach.

One of them gathered his courage, channeled his spiritual power,