"Was that the Azure Emperor's voice?!"
When Li Zhōujūn's voice rang out through the void, Emperor Fúmèng completely forgot that he was currently lying in Lu Hua Jun's arms, pretending to be injured. His face was flushed with excitement, and he looked nothing like an injured man.
In truth, Emperor Fúmèng had always been very worried about Li Zhōujūn. After all, Li Zhōujūn had vanished without a trace after fighting his way into the Seventy-Two Demon God Halls and battling the Source Lord.
Yet ever since then, the Seventy-Two Demon God Halls had fallen completely silent. One could even see many of their people going around helping others.
It did not take much thought to guess that all of this was the Azure Emperor's doing.
Moreover, there was absolutely no way the Azure Emperor had fallen.
After all, if the Azure Emperor had fallen, could the Seventy-Two Demon God Halls still have behaved like this?
They would have launched an attack on the Eternal Continent and the myriad worlds of the heavens long ago.
But Emperor Fúmèng had a good relationship with Li Zhōujūn, so he had naturally continued to worry about him deep down.
Now that he was seeing Li Zhōujūn again, how could he not be excited?
At the same time.
Lu Hua Jun noticed that something was wrong with Emperor Fúmèng. Her originally worried expression instantly turned icy.
Emperor Fúmèng sensed a murderous intent and was startled. His eyes, which had been looking toward the direction from which Li Zhōujūn's voice had come, slowly rolled upward, meeting Lu Hua Jun's cold gaze.
"Let me explain..."
Before Emperor Fúmèng could finish, Lu Hua Jun hurled him high into the air from her arms and sent him flying with a kick.
Li Zhōujūn stepped out of the void at