The selection officials couldn't be bothered to communicate telepathically this time. They laid their conflict and arguments bare for everyone to see, glaring at Zhang Che and clearly expecting him to make the call.
Zhang Che was caught between a rock and a hard place. Before he'd come down, his superiors had instructed him to remain as impartial as possible, uphold fairness, and preserve the authority of the main peak.
That was exactly what Zhang Che had always done. After all, Mao Ri Peak was the main peak, and the Sect Master was its Peak Master. To unite the other five peaks, he naturally had to be as fair as possible.
Even when Tao Jin had revealed his Heaven-grade talent, Zhang Che had been tempted, but he'd forced himself to hold back. He hadn't argued with the others and had done his best to smooth over their differences.
But now, an Emperor-grade candidate had suddenly appeared—something unprecedented in the history of the Southern Pole Sect. If such an outstanding candidate wound up at another peak, even the Sect Master would likely hold him responsible.
"Zhang Che, what's with the silence? Don't tell me you've got your eye on him too. Listen, even if this ends up before the Sect Master, my Cold Star Peak will never back down. You can't bully people like this!"
Senior Sister Hong Yun of Cold Star Peak bellowed.
Zhang Che was about to reply when the clouds suddenly surged, and the Raging Sea Golden Dragon phenomenon vanished. The whole scene turned terribly grim. A monster with a human head and a serpent's body roared in fury as the clouds churned and heaven and earth trembled.
"Ancestral Witch Roaring Heaven Phenomenon! Another Emperor Phenomenon!"
Senior Sister Hong Yun's booming voice made the entire hall ring.
"One