As Ye Junchen's words fell, space beside the golden carriage tore open, and a figure wrapped entirely in a black robe appeared.
In an instant, the pressure of a Venerable spread throughout the secret realm.
The many chosen ones immediately found it hard to breathe, their faces filled with shock.
A Venerable!
At the edge of the secret realm, Di Tian, who had been searching for an exit, was equally shaken.
"A Venerable?!"
"Venerable Hua, you have grown old."
The black-robed figure looked at Venerable Hua and spoke words that seemed to carry a deeper meaning.
Venerable Hua looked up, his cloudy eyes shifting slightly. He sighed. "So it is you."
The two actually knew each other!
The many chosen ones were all slightly surprised.
The black-robed figure sneered. "Of course it is me. I will never forget that palm strike from back then."
They were enemies too?!
The chosen ones grew even more despairing.
Between a Venerable nearing the end of his life, with withered vitality and depleted blood qi, and a Venerable who appeared to be in his prime, the stronger one was obvious at a glance.
Hearing this, Venerable Hua shook his head and sighed. "Though I am old, killing you would still not be a problem. Are you sure you want to stop me?"
At that moment, Ye Junchen persuaded him again from within the golden carriage.
"Senior Hua, why must you be like this? What is wrong with submitting to me? Under my protection, Hua Xian City may not prosper forever, but I can at least guarantee it a million years of prosperity, can I not?"
Venerable Hua remained silent upon hearing this.
He understood better than anyone that submitting to Ye Junchen would be no good thing.
He was merely a Venerable nearing the