Huangfu Ren and Lin Maosen had been dealt with.
The trial continued as normal.
Everyone looked toward the blue-robed young man seated there, his eyes half-lidded as though he were dozing, with awe.
Without the Azure Emperor, everyone present would likely have fallen at the hands of the Seven Saints of the Demonic Path.
"Do you have any roast chicken?" At that moment, Li Zhōujūn suddenly opened his eyes and called out to a female disciple of Star Palace who was serving as a temporary maid nearby.
"Huh?" The female disciple froze for a moment before hurriedly replying in panic, "Please wait, Azure Emperor! We do!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the female disciple of Star Palace hurried off to the palace kitchen.
Xu Yisheng quietly left the scene as well.
At that moment, Xu Yisheng arrived at a garden in Star Palace, where birds sang and flowers bloomed.
A black Nine Nether Divine Chicken was lazily sprawled on the ground.
The Nine Nether Divine Chicken seemed to sense Xu Yisheng's arrival, and a mocking smile immediately appeared on its face. "I told you already, my little brother Xifei followed the Ninth-Rank Saint Nether Ancestor. You're only an Eighth-Rank Saint—don't even think of making me, Xuliu, a Seventh-Rank Saint-level Nine Nether Divine Chicken, follow you!"
"Heh heh, it doesn't matter anymore. Since you refuse to follow me, we may as well make use of your final purpose." Xu Yisheng smiled.
"What do you mean?" Xuliu was slightly stunned.
The next second, Xu Yisheng's fist, as large as a cooking pot, came crashing down.
Xuliu fainted on the spot.
Clearly, it had no idea what had gotten into Xu Yisheng. He had always supplied it with delicious food and drink, so why had he suddenly started throwing punches?
Obviously, Xu