"Bai Baiwu was your reverse scale! How could you not know? How could you let me mention her?"
Muhage grew even angrier. Veins bulged along his punching arm as he threw two more punches in succession.
Not a single punch showed mercy.
"Who. Are. You?!"
The thunderous roar echoed endlessly above the Golden Tent.
Dark clouds surged in, blotting out the sunlight and shrouding the gold-and-red city in gloom.
In an instant, lightning flashed, thunder crashed, and rain poured down.
Towering phantoms emerged, blood-red auras shooting into the clouds and staining every drop of rain crimson.
Muhage's face darkened as his aura continued to rise. His blood energy turned from red to black, roaming around his body like lightning.
Yet "Longge Sihuang" still did not move a step, effortlessly neutralizing his attacks.
Erilisen frowned at the sight. The phantom of a towering tree immediately rose beside him, its roots twisting and winding, densely covering the inside of the Golden Tent. Its thick branches were blocked by the fierce tiger totem overhead, making it look like a tree stump someone had cut down.
Ignoring Muhage, he stepped outside the Golden Tent and blocked Hu Ning and the others.
"Hu Ning, until we get to the bottom of this, we cannot know whether the Left King attacked the emperor and rebelled against the Golden Tent, or caught a villain impersonating the emperor."
"Take your men and stand back!"
Instead of retreating, Hu Ning advanced, staring at him with murderous eyes. "Your Highness the Right King, are you going to rebel too?"
"Rebel?"
"Me?"
Erilisen suddenly laughed, but before his smile could widen, his expression turned icy. "Hu Ning, have your wings grown strong enough now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the green tree phantom behind him writhed wildly. Countless roots sealed