Li Boyang had known just how troublesome Shaolin Temple would be when he prepared to make his move, but Xuan Ku's performance now was even more unexpected.
Both were in the Divine Bridge Realm, yet Li Boyang was unable to suppress him for the moment, only barely gaining the slightest upper hand. That was rather terrifying.
The others present also looked at Xuan Ku differently. This Shaolin Abbot, who had always seemed somewhat meek and long-suffering, apparently was not as inadequate as they had imagined.
Li Boyang let out a long breath. This was more or less what he had expected. Even if he could defeat Xuan Ku under these circumstances, the Zaohua Taoist School could only claim a pyrrhic victory in the end. They might even suffer severe losses from clashing head-on with Shaolin Temple. That was absolutely not the outcome Li Boyang wanted.
Thus, after suppressing Xuan Ku with a single sword strike, Li Boyang said in a deep voice, "Are you still not going to make your move? How much longer do you intend to stand there watching the show?"
Everyone was stunned. Who was Li Boyang speaking to?
But they immediately found out. The instant Li Boyang's words fell, a figure suddenly descended through the air. He wore a silver-white Nine-Dragon Robe, a Dragon Sovereign Crown, and a Heavenly Emperor mask. An incomparably powerful aura radiated from his body. It was none other than the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court!
Xuan Ku was dumbfounded, as were the many Jianghu martial artists present. None of them had expected Li Boyang's reinforcements to be the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court!
This was the most mysterious True Martial Realm expert in the Jianghu—and also the one people feared most.
At last, Xuan Ku understood what had been