White-Browed Divine Monk made another move.
Yet in the eyes of the Ten Million Great Mountains disciples, White-Browed Divine Monk's figure remained like a statue, sitting quietly in place without moving at all.
In his palm, however, there was now a tiny soul shadow.
The soul shadow was exceedingly faint, making it impossible to see its general form clearly.
Even so.
The aura emanating from that tiny soul shadow alone gave everyone who sensed it a profound feeling of shock.
Qin Shaofeng was still immersed in that peculiar sensation.
All disciples whose cultivation was insufficient were cowed by White-Browed Divine Monk's might, yet one person still stared in astonishment at the soul shadow in his palm.
"Heavenly Emperor Chongtian Yazi?"
Han ShanHui revealed the identity of that will in a single word.
"White-Browed, this Emperor merely wished to come and see an old acquaintance in this manner. Besides, the one carrying this Emperor's will was originally this Emperor's subordinate, and he did not truly make a move either. That should not count as violating the Ten Million Great Mountains' taboo, should it?" Heavenly Emperor Chongtian spoke at once.
White-Browed Divine Monk appeared harmless to man and beast.
Yet Heavenly Emperor Chongtian, who had also come from that era, knew all too well what kind of temperament White-Browed Divine Monk possessed.
If Emperor Li developed killing intent, there would still be the slightest ripple in his emotions.
White-Browed Divine Monk was the opposite extreme.
The more he wished to kill, the less emotion he showed.
It was as though only killing could leave him calm and at peace.
Looking at the indifferent White-Browed Divine Monk, he knew very well that if he did not state his position now, it would be a small matter if White-Browed Divine Monk used this strand