Guangchengzi was furious, his face flushed red.
Everyone knew that this was a crucial moment for the Human Emperor's ascension to the Dao.
If he could completely resolve the Witch Chaos here and slaughter every remaining Witch Clan member, then perhaps Xuanyuan would successfully attain the Human Race's imperial Dao fruit.
But if they let the Witch Clan go, they would be leaving trouble for the future.
As soon as Guangchengzi finished speaking, Emperor Venerate's face darkened. He looked at Guangchengzi with icy eyes and gave a cold snort.
"Hmph!"
"What are you, to dare address this Heavenly Emperor by name?"
As his words fell, a terrifying aura erupted from Emperor Venerate's body.
Boom!
In an instant, that boundless pressure crashed down upon Guangchengzi.
"Ugh..."
Under that crushing pressure, Guangchengzi let out a muffled groan. The Immortal Light around him suddenly dimmed, and he felt as though he were carrying a divine mountain on his back.
He held on for a brief moment, but his legs gave way, and he involuntarily fell to his knees.
After all, Emperor Venerate was a Sub-Saint. Guangchengzi was nowhere near his equal.
Seeing this, Chijingzi and the other Chan Teachings disciples nearby changed expressions slightly, but none of them dared speak up for Guangchengzi.
After all, Emperor Venerate was the destined ruler of the Heavenly Court. Guangchengzi had just addressed him by name in a questioning tone, which was indeed rather inappropriate.
Randeng watched and sneered inwardly. Guangchengzi really is asking for death!
He's the Heavenly Emperor. How could Guangchengzi shout at him like that?
The many powerful beings watching from the shadows sighed at the sight.
"What's gotten into Guangchengzi?"
"Has he lost his temper?"
"Even if he has, he should know where he is. Emperor Venerate is the Heavenly Emperor, after all."