As soon as Li Zhōujūn finished speaking, he stood up and stretched.
"Just wait here for me." Li Zhōujūn instructed Bing Aoqing, then clasped his hands behind his back and stepped through the streets and alleys beneath the night sky, slowly heading toward the place where the four Immortal Emperors were fighting.
He seemed to be walking very slowly, but in reality, he appeared beneath the battlefield of the four Immortal Emperors almost instantly.
The old white dog beneath the tree showed little surprise when it saw Li Zhōujūn appear out of nowhere.
After all, it had already seen Li Zhōujūn when it had been lying outside his courtyard.
Moreover, it had been unable to see through Li Zhōujūn's cultivation even then, though he should have been within the Immortal Venerable realm.
After all, the Longevity Fruit was of little use to an Immortal Emperor.
They were beings whose lifespans were measured in eras.
At the same time, Old Blacksmith and the several Immortal Emperors confronting him all turned their gazes toward Li Zhōujūn's sudden arrival.
"My lord, beat the hell out of him!"
When Lü the Cripple saw Li Zhōujūn, fury immediately erupted in his heart, and Li Zhōujūn's contemptuous face floated through his mind.
They were all Ninth-Rank Immortal Emperors, so what gave him the right to be so arrogant?
Was it just because he was handsome?
"Wait. Let this venerable one prepare for a moment. Fighting four Ninth-Rank Immortal Emperors at once requires foolproof preparations. This avatar of mine still needs to get ready." At the same time, Cold Heart Demon Venerable let out a sinister cackle.
When Old Blacksmith and Su Sanniang saw Li Zhōujūn, their expressions also tightened slightly. After all, they had both met him before.
"Sir, are you here to compete for the