No matter what, there was no reason for something like this to happen.
Unable to make sense of it, he could only watch the battle in secret, wanting to see what exactly was going on with Great Emperor Mingzhen.
At present, no one knew what conflict had arisen between the two sides. Zhang Chi Shan, the sect master of the Zhenshan Sect, Great Emperor Yuanshan, gritted his teeth and said, "Great Emperor Mingzhen, you've hidden yourself deeply indeed. You're merely at the Golden Venerate Stage, yet even the five of us together can do nothing to you."
Great Emperor Mingzhen was completely unharmed. Faced with Zhang Chi Shan's questioning, he merely gave a sinister chuckle. "Who told the five of you to stir up trouble and insist on coming after me? I begged for mercy, I knelt on the ground, and all because I obtained a treasure, you insisted on making trouble for me. Hmph. Since you came looking for trouble with me, prepare yourselves to die obediently."
As soon as he finished speaking, an unusual blood-red gleam flashed through Great Emperor Mingzhen's eyes. Then cold air surged around him, locking onto Zhang Chi Shan and the others.
That aura made Zhang Chi Shan and the others shudder from head to toe, seized by an inexplicable terror.
Zhang Chi Shan gritted his teeth. "Mingzhen, spare others when you can. It has already been no easy feat for you to fight the five of us to this point. If we continue, it will only end with both sides battered and broken, with no benefit to either you or us. You'd better think this through."
Though he said so, it was not difficult to see Zhang Chi Shan's intention to retreat. Neither he nor Great Emperor Fenshui wished to keep fighting.
Indeed,