Chu Yun's shock was no small matter.
Over the years, he had governed with diligence and devoted himself wholeheartedly to building his foundation. He was no longer the ignorant youth he had once been, and thus understood all too well what the Star Saint Hall represented.
The Star Saint Hall and the Star Saint shared weal and woe. In a sense, the hall was the supreme symbol of a Saint within the Immortal Pouch World.
For the Star Saint Hall to be shaking so violently at this moment could mean only one thing—the Star Saint was under a fierce attack.
A Saint was a Saint, countless times stronger than an Emperor-level expert. What kind of existence could strike such a being?
Just as Chu Yun was wavering in uncertainty, two flashes of light streaked through the Star Saint Hall and instantly took the shape of two figures.
The one in front was tall and broad-shouldered, clad in a blackish-green imperial dragon robe. He exuded a cold, tyrannical aura that made one's breath catch in one's throat.
He wore an emperor's crown, bead curtains hanging before and behind it. Though his features could not be seen clearly, his blade-sharp gaze pierced through those curtains and landed directly on Chu Yun.
It was Qin Emperor.
The one behind him, seemingly a mere attendant, was naturally Dragon Emperor.
Dragon Emperor and Chu Yun shared a deep-seated hatred.
At the sight of Chu Yun, Dragon Emperor immediately frowned and snorted coldly. "The moment you sensed trouble, you ran fast enough!"
"Ran?" Chu Yun was greatly astonished. He keenly detected the dishevelment and panic that Qin Emperor and Dragon Emperor were forcefully concealing. Two grand emperors had actually seemed to flee back here!
*It seems a drastic change has occurred in the Abyssal Sea Eye.