Before long, Lu Yue and Luo Xuan were brought into the great hall by Yuyi Xian.
By this moment, their faces had already repaired themselves. With their origins uninjured, it was not difficult for their present divine bodies to regenerate flesh and recover on their own.
It was just that their clothes were stained with blood, so they still looked rather miserable.
"Emperor, the Plague Lord and Fire Virtue Star Lord have been brought here."
Yuyi Xian cupped his fist as he spoke, then looked in surprise at the Gold Furnace in the hall, where flames were roaring fiercely.
At this moment, the blazing fire inside the furnace made the temperature in the hall rise sharply, reaching a terrifying degree. The instant one entered, it was as if one had stepped into a volcano.
"Mm. All of you may withdraw!"
Lu Chuan gave a slight nod, then glanced at Red Boy. "You too. Leave."
"Yes!"
They looked at the bedraggled Lu Yue and Luo Xuan, exchanged glances, and, when they withdrew, tactfully closed the main doors for them.
In the great hall, Lu Chuan sat above them on the True Martial Throne, looking down at the two from his elevated position.
The two of them simply looked back at him like that, gnashing their teeth, neither one speaking first.
"Zhenwu, what exactly do you mean by this?"
At last Luo Xuan was the first who could not hold back, and he shouted angrily, "Falling into your hands means our skills were inferior. If you want to kill us, then kill us. What kind of ability is humiliating people like this?"
Lu Yue snorted. "Old Luo, don't be afraid. No matter what, we are also among the Orthodox Gods who command the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Court. He wouldn't dare