Pavilion Lord Feng Shidao nodded heavily and frantically issued orders...
What was an Emperor Venerable? He had already learned from Gan Wumie that it was the Heavenly Emperor realm. Brother Sikong was about to wage war against a being of the Heavenly Emperor realm—he feared the entire Heaven-Soaring Giant Continent would suffer calamity.
No...
If the battle grew fierce, even half of the Vast Sea might be blasted into fragments by them.
Only by entering the void rifts could they avoid being caught in it.
Suddenly... Pfft!
Feng Shidao spat out a mouthful of blood. It was the terrifying pressure brought by the Emperor Venerable.
A mere peak Extreme Heaven Stage cultivator simply could not endure it.
It was not just him. Nearly everyone throughout the Purple Dust Pavilion began coughing up blood in succession.
But... hum!
Sikong Jing's sword intent suddenly soared, transforming into an enormous shield of light that protected the entire Purple Dust Pavilion. At the same time, a force of vitality swept through the pavilion, instantly restoring the pressure injuries on everyone's bodies.
At the same time, Sikong Jing strode forward...
He said indifferently, "A dignified Heavenly Emperor realm expert, bullying the weak like this—isn't that a little beneath you?"
As he spoke, he had already come face-to-face with Fengwen Zhong and several dozen others...
However, these dozens of people were no longer dressed like members of Green Leaf Palace. They wore ordinary azure robes, and their faces had become somewhat blurred. Clearly, Fengwen Zhong did not want to reveal their identities.
Why had he left one person alive while killing the middle-aged man with flaming hair and the others?
It was to silence them, to prevent Green Leaf Palace from learning the secret of the "Extreme Prison Stage" and letting it become known.
At this