A manifestation of Hongjun stepped forward.
He held the Qingping Sword, and a surging battle intent erupted from him, aimed straight at Zhong Shan and the others.
Before he even arrived, that battle intent alone seemed to freeze the entire world. The howling wind abruptly stopped, frost and snow drifted down lightly, and the heavens and earth that had been swaying without end suddenly stabilized in the silence. An bone-piercing chill pressed straight toward them.
The assembled ministers went on guard. The other side could suppress the trembling of the heavens and earth with his aura alone, and everyone instantly understood his strength. The one before them was no ordinary Ancestral Immortal, much less an ordinary Saint, but the Number One Under Heaven of old—the supreme Hongjun! Although everyone's hearts were filled with tension, not a single person fled at this moment.
Zhong Shan waited with rapt attention. He had long understood Hongjun's strength, but seeing Hongjun unleash such a powerful aura with only a manifestation still came as a minor surprise.
As he focused, the Eight Extremes Heavenly Tail shot out with a thunderous boom from the center of the battlefield.
Hongjun had not acted personally, so as the leader, Zhong Shan naturally could not act personally either. This was not merely a battle, but also a contest of status.
The moment the Eight Extremes Heavenly Tail appeared, everyone felt slightly relieved. After all, they still remembered the Eight Extremes Heavenly Tail's overwhelming might clearly.
"Eeya!"
The Eight Extremes Heavenly Tail let out a slightly furious cry at Hongjun's manifestation. A cold light glinted in its widened eyes, and its eight tails whipped rapidly, churning the space and making the space Hongjun's manifestation had just shaken suddenly tremble lightly.
As its eight tails moved, the Immortal Execution Four Swords