Two Sages arrived outside the High Heaven Court at once.
Not counting the Sages themselves, the people they had brought totaled [***] Ancestral Immortals!
[***] Ancestral Immortals? That number alone was enough to make one's blood run cold. Among some of the great demonic beast races, even gathering all the strongest members of their entire race might not produce sixteen Ancestral Immortals.
Yet merely for the sake of a small Great Zheng, sixteen Ancestral Immortals were glaring at one another.
How could Jin Peng, Human Butcher, and the others bear this? Sixteen Ancestral Immortals alone would have been enough, but there were also two of the strongest existences here—two Sages capable of mobilizing the power of Heaven and Earth's grand momentum. And there were two of them?
How could they fight this battle? What a damned joke!
The most depressing part was that the Sacred King had forged a deep enmity with them, and there seemed to be no room for maneuver at all.
Jin Peng and Human Butcher were deeply depressed. The two of them liked fighting, but they did not want to die. It was like an ordinary strongman suddenly seeing a great mountain crashing down at him—there was nothing he could do. On top of that, they had sworn a deadly oath and could not betray Great Zheng. It was unbelievably depressing!
The situation before them was extremely disadvantageous for Great Zheng. Even the Great Zheng officials could see it. This was not the last straw that broke the camel's back, but a mountain crushing the camel to death.
The five Ancestral Immortals Great Zheng had sent out earlier had indeed created a force of balance, but things were different now.
If not for Zhong Shan serving as their spiritual pillar, many people would have fled in