So This Is the Western Heavenly Court?

Meanwhile, in the void.

Kunpeng glanced at Zhao Gongming, a trace of disdain and contempt flashing in his eyes.

After all, he was at the Sub-Saint level, while Zhao Gongming was merely a Quasi-Saint.

In Kunpeng's view, defeating Zhao Gongming would be a piece of cake.

Just as the two were about to make their move, Haotian suddenly called out:

"Hold on!"

At Haotian's words, all the living beings present turned to look at him in unison, their eyes filled with surprise.

They didn't understand why Haotian had suddenly called a halt.

"Hm?"

At the same time, Emperor Venerate frowned and looked at Haotian in confusion.

"Haotian, what are you doing?"

Haotian offered an awkward smile, cursing Emperor Venerate for his cunning.

He had sent Kunpeng out, only for Emperor Venerate to send Zhao Gongming, who was merely a Quasi-Saint.

After all, Kunpeng was a Sub-Saint.

In Haotian's view, it would certainly be easy for Kunpeng to defeat Zhao Gongming.

But what would become of the Western Heavenly Court afterward?

After all, the Eastern Heavenly Court still had plenty of powerful fighters, such as the Lord of Stars, Emperor Dong Hua, Chi You, and others. They were all formidable!

The Lord of Stars, in particular, was also a Sub-Saint!

Haotian had originally thought that once he sent Kunpeng out, the Eastern Heavenly Court would have to send the Lord of Stars to fight.

After a brief silence, Haotian gritted his teeth and spoke with some embarrassment:

"Eastern Heavenly Emperor."

"I misspoke just now."

"For the first match, the Western Heavenly Court will send..."

At this, Haotian paused briefly, then narrowed his eyes and looked at a Quasi-Saint.

"Yin Wuji, you'll go!"

As soon as Haotian said this, the powerful figures and Free Cultivators present were all taken aback, their expressions