Meanwhile.
Lei Dashan watched Li Zhōujūn, who stood beside Yan Xuanqing, with eyes full of extreme vigilance.
How could this brat keep such a calm expression under the imperialmight of his own Ninth-Rank, Second Realm cultivation? Could it be that he had really misjudged him?!
"Hmph, little girl, have you made up your mind yet? If you don't speak up, this elder will take matters into his own hands!" At that moment, Lei Dashan shouted toward Yan Xuanqing, his voice rolling like thunder descending from the nine heavens and causing the surrounding cultivators to suffer splitting headaches!
A Ninth-Rank, Second-Realm Immortal Emperor was truly too formidable!
The reason Lei Dashan had shouted so loudly was because, at that very moment, a faint sense of unease had unexpectedly arisen in his heart. Ever since he became a Ninth-Rank, Second-Realm Immortal Emperor, his intuition had always been very accurate with rarely any errors.
Yet just as Lei Dashan was loudly pressing Yan Xuanqing, Li Zhōujūn locked directly onto him, resulting in a fifty-fifty match in their cultivation realms.
Instantly, the blood within Li Zhōujūn's body roared, and a majestic aura spread out from his form, rolling endlessly like a mountain and carrying a heavy, profound weight!
This surface-level Ninth-Rank Immortal Emperor was actually a Ninth-Rank, Second-Realm body-refining Immortal Emperor just like him?!
Upon seeing this, Lei Dashan abruptly widened his eyes.
At the same time, he also realized why that old fellow Xiao Wusan had not made a move just yet. That old bastard had likely known all along that the young man beside Yan Xuanqing was a Ninth-Rank, Second-Realm Immortal Emperor. He wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight so he could reap the benefits of the victor!
That old fellow Xiao Wusan truly harbored no kind