At the outskirts of the Tian Xuan Faction, Heavenly Poison Great Emperor's face was full of apprehension. Beside him, the Heavenly Yao Emperor covered his face and sighed repeatedly. "One word: shameful. Two words: utterly shameful. Three words: shameful beyond all limits."
Watching the scene unfold, they all silently chose to leave.
The destructive power of three women cursing each other like this was truly more than ordinary mortals like them could withstand. They were practically comparable to the aunties at a wet market, each one a protagonist in the art of verbal combat.
And their barbed insinuations, their veiled attacks—openly deceiving the heavens and crossing the sea, secretly sneaking through Chencang—they had practically acted out all thirty-six stratagems from The Art of War. All it left people with was bewilderment, then even more bewilderment. Beyond that, there was nothing at all. It was simply too hard to accept.
"Where is Qin Jiuge?" the Heavenly Yao Emperor asked.
Heavenly Poison Great Emperor gave a cold laugh, then turned his gaze toward Qin Jiuge's two usual good brothers, Xu Lang and Li Xuanmiao.
The two looked at each other, both wearing the exact same dumbfounded expression.
If they had known, that would have been one thing. But this time, they truly had no idea, leaving them completely helpless.
Within the Tian Xuan Faction's resplendent great hall, the cursing only grew louder and louder. Even from afar, one could feel the formidable destructive force of the Supreme Realm.
"Two Supreme Realm experts, and his confidantes besides. As expected of him. No wonder my Your Highness sent me here. So it was to clean up you adulterous man and women."
Feng Ming's little mouth was truly formidable when it came to speaking. It was as though it had been dipped in chili sauce—every