The Netherworld, Chang Capital!
Jun Tianxia was a shrewd and calculating man. Although he had seen how thoroughly Zhong Shan had prepared the Netherworld, he was still unwilling to leave. Jun Tianxia was an emperor as well, so he could naturally see the mysteries hidden beneath the surface.
With so many Ancestor Immortals remaining in the Netherworld, the sunlit world was bound to be extremely tense at this moment.
Jun Tianxia knew that Tian Daozi, Tian Zhouzi, Lu Ya, Tai Yi, Cheng Hou, and Ying Huo all harbored murderous intent toward Zhong Shan. With this group of warlords gathered together, Zhong Shan of the sunlit world would certainly be overwhelmed.
If he left now, Zhong Shan would surely transfer the dozens of Ancestor Immortals before him to the sunlit world.
At that point, the crisis in the sunlit world would lessen. With Zhong Shan's abilities, he would certainly be able to turn danger into safety.
Once he survived this calamity, Zhong Shan would grow even stronger and become even harder to destroy.
In the Netherworld's Northern Continent, there could be only one master. Thus, Jun Tianxia absolutely refused to leave.
A murderous aura radiated from the emperor Jun Tianxia, indirectly affecting the thirty Ancestor Immortal subordinates behind him. One after another, they gazed at the heroes of Chang Capital with battle intent soaring to the heavens.
"Today, follow me in destroying High Heaven Court!" Jun Tianxia shouted in a deep voice.
"Yes!" the thirty Ancestor Immortals answered.
"Hmph. Since that's the case, Jun Tianxia, come on. Let me see just how much power you truly possess!" Zhong Shan challenged.
Zhong Shan was challenging him? Sage Xi Yangtian's brows knitted slightly. Did Zhong Shan really have such confidence?
"Whoosh!" Zhong Shan shot into the sky with Wei Kui Er and Gan