He... was here!!!?
The Immortal Emperors instantly retreated, bringing out their Natal Magic Weapons. Their expressions were grave as they stared at the white-clad figure beneath the dust.
"Just what I feared."
Fu Siyuan's face was solemn. He had come such a vast distance in a short time—simply unbelievable.
"Prepare for battle!"
Wan Chengxiao shouted.
The dust cleared, and the white-clad figure appeared. He was alone, yet he gave everyone an astonishing sense of oppression. Every heart pounded wildly, nerves stretched taut.
Everyone knew that Immortal Emperors struggled to fight outnumbered. Only those who reached Quasi-Heir Grade could begin to break that rule. The higher their rank, the more heaven-defying they became—and the more impossible they were to defeat.
The man before them might be one of the figures standing at the very peak of the Immortal Emperor realm!
Even the High-Level Heavenly Vault had to admit that!
Anyone who disagreed could go take Jiang Ruoyao's ultimate sword strike first. If they survived, then they could talk.
The living beings of the two realms were even more nervous than the Immortal Emperors present. They had seen with their own eyes how the replica had utterly crushed more than a hundred Immortal Emperors.
"Gulp... There are over three thousand of us here, and even more people are on their way. We should be able to take him down, right?" someone said, their confidence clearly wavering.
"W-We should!?"
No one dared say it with certainty. Even with an overwhelming numerical advantage, they still didn't dare.
The replica's earlier performance had been simply too shocking!
"Raise the formation!!" Fu Siyuan shouted.
A massive formation rose from the ground. Countless runes shot into the sky, densely packed, covering heaven and earth.
The super-killing formation they envisioned had yet to take shape, but they hadn't