The Ghost Phoenix Race Ancient Ancestor, the elder from the Huangtian Immortal Race, and the others fell silent at the sight, their gazes darkening.
"Fellow Daoist, aren't you going too far?"
Several Immortal Emperors from the High-Level Heavenly Vault watching from a distance frowned deeply at Jiang Ruoyao's actions, killing intent flashing in the depths of their eyes.
"Too far?" Jiang Ruoyao said nothing. Knowing she could not be bothered to waste her breath on trash, the Fourth Prince willingly spoke for her, sneering, "This is war, not child's play. What, did you expect us to let you out?"
King Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his ancient armor shimmering with mighty imperial pressure. He looked down at the Immortal Emperors from the High-Level Heavenly Vault. "We never said you couldn't leave. All you have to do is defeat her incarnation, isn't that right?"
A middle-aged Immortal Emperor frowned. "From the sound of it, you're very confident in this woman?"
The Fourth Prince nodded. "Indeed, a billion bits of confidence."
King Yu could not help the corners of his mouth rising. "Don't say we didn't give you a chance. Whether you can leave depends on your own abilities."
Hearing King Yu and the Fourth Prince's arrogant words, the emperors of the High-Level Heavenly Vault could hardly help getting angry.
Even arrogance had to have its limits before the High-Level Heavenly Vault!
They wanted to stop them with a mere incarnation? Did they take them for trash?
Two of them, in particular, came from super ancient clans and held their eyes above their heads. Hearing King Yu and the others, they immediately scoffed, already prepared to kill the incarnation.
Yet, in stark contrast to their confidence, the beings of the High-Level Heavenly Vault were all urging them to flee!