"If we just lower our banners and stop here, won't we become the laughingstock of the world?"
"Yes."
Ah Wang felt that he urgently needed a Quick-acting Heart-saving Pill from Pill Saint Hall... At their age, they really couldn't take too much stimulation, could they?
In the 0.01 seconds before the God Beating Whip was handed over, the terrifying four-dimensional abilities of the Emperor rank expanded more than ever—even the drop of sweat hanging from his temple seemed to have stopped in midair.
He had lost his master's personally bestowed God Beating Whip in Chiwang Tomb. Fortunately, the whip had been recovered, but lost was lost. That was even more terrifying than losing face.
Had his master already found out?
Come to think of it, why had the note been left by his junior uncle instead of his master or Senior Uncle Master? Wait, could all three of them—master, junior uncle, and senior uncle—have already visited Chiwang Tomb?
The Imperial Son Illusion manifested by the Sacred Emperor Soul stood completely motionless... but countless eyes were watching him!
At Black Tortoise Lake, nearly half of Kunlun's cultivators had gathered, not to mention those who had spent huge sums to teleport here from all over the alliance.
Damn it. Even the Emperor rank's powerful mind seemed unable to find a way out in such a short time.
Just as Elder Jiang was about to fall into a muddled state, Bai Zhi cleared his throat and read from the message in his hand: "Ah Wang, are you thinking of a way to break the deadlock... right?"
Elder Jiang took a deep breath and forcibly stabilized the backlash from the Sacred Emperor Soul. Then, he clasped his hands toward Bai Zhi and bowed. "Junior Uncle, please teach me."
Bai Zhi said, "Ha, ha, ha.