"Nothing more than this," he said, yet the words drew everyone's eyes toward him.
Xu Ying's heart jolted. He had come to Huangji Imperial Capital this time to evade Di Chen's pursuit. Following the principle that one thing less was better than one thing more, he had quietly waited for them to start fighting, planning to sneak away. Wouldn't that have been ideal?
Now that he had said something like this, could he still stay and become their Primordial Immortal Emperor?
Perhaps I should be a little more magnanimous? he thought.
"Daoist friend, could it be that you also wish to lay your hands on the Imperial Throne?"
The Qin Family Elder swept his gaze over and recognized the Black Coffin behind Xu Ying. He chuckled. "You said that the Primordial Immortal Emperors were nothing much. I presume the Immortal Emperor in that Imperial Coffin of yours must have achieved something far beyond the other Emperors, then?"
The Qin Family Elder's eyes flickered. "You look down on the Aristocratic Clans of the Emperors and insult the Emperors with your words. Which Immortal Emperor's Aristocratic Clan do you come from?"
Another Aristocratic Clan Elder sneered. "Every Primordial Immortal Emperor throughout the ages was someone who cultivated to the end. What gives you the nerve to say that the other Immortal Emperors are inferior to the one in your family? What gives you the nerve to say that the inheritances of the Immortal Emperor Clans are inferior to yours?"
Su Hongyu could not help sweating for Xu Ying. She secretly sent him a voice transmission. "Daoist Xu, admit your mistake first. My Su Family will resolve the rest for you."
Xu Ying whispered, "I'm deeply grateful."
"Fellow Daoist brothers, I was rash just now. I'm Xu Ying, and I apologize to all