"What? You thought it was still your era, Di Jiang? Now the Heavenly Dao rules the world! You, Di Jiang, are merely a regional guardian general."
Zhu Jiu Yin sneered, utterly unafraid of Di Jiang's threat. In his eyes, Di Jiang's era had long since passed. As a loyal supporter of the Heavenly Dao, he had already chosen to stand against Di Jiang.
"If you want to die, then keep talking."
Xuan Ming said coldly, the Icy Power in his hand gradually gathering.
To make it easier to act alongside Ye Tian and the other, his Black Serpent incarnation had also taken human form, that of a young man.
"Hmph, Xuan Ming, you truly refuse to repent until death. If the Heavenly Dao had not been merciful enough to spare your life, you would have become flying ash long ago!"
Zhu Jiu Yin said coldly, even more wary of Xuan Ming than he was of Di Jiang.
After all, he had personally witnessed Xuan Ming undergoing the heavenly tribulation. That overwhelming power had been displayed right before him. Thus, although Di Jiang was publicly acknowledged as the foremost Ancestral Shaman, the one most feared among the twelve was still Xuan Ming.
"Two Ancestral Shamans joining forces, and you even brought along a human ant. Are you planning to rebel again?"
Zhu Jiu Yin quietly took a step back. Though his words rang loud and righteous, he still felt some fear in the face of the three of them.
After all, among the Twelve Ancestral Shamans, he was merely of middling strength.
Although the three before him were only external incarnations, he still did not dare go too far.
Di Jiang had not appeared for many years, but Xuan Ming was a complete madman.
"Rebel? Rebel against whom?"
Di Jiang laughed