Under the weight of the emperor's might, Zhurong and Gonggong stopped fighting at the same time. They exchanged a glance, then Gonggong hoisted a fist and grinned.
"What's wrong, Di Jun? You think you can question us? Besides, I was only sparring with one of your men. It's not like I killed anyone."
Kunpeng clutched his injured chest and glared at Gonggong's shameless grin, his teeth grinding with rage. But he knew this was no time to act up. He swallowed his anger and waited for Di Jun's orders.
Hong Yun and Zhenyuanzi exchanged a glance. Both saw the desire to retreat in the other's eyes.
While all three sides were focused on Di Jun, they quietly edged half a step back, ready to slip into the void. But sharp-eyed Kunpeng caught their movement and shouted,
"Your Majesty! Hong Yun has the Hongmeng Purple Qi! We can't let him escape!"
At those words, every gaze snapped back to Hong Yun.
Zhurong and Gonggong frowned in unison. Without another word, they charged!
"Hong Yun! Leave the Hongmeng Purple Qi behind!"
Zhurong roared, and the Law of Fire became a dragon that lunged to swallow Hong Yun whole. Gonggong was not far behind. He condensed the Law of Water into arrows, sealing off Hong Yun's escape.
Attacked by two Ancestral Witches at once, Hong Yun was immediately hard-pressed. Zhenyuanzi hurriedly activated the Earth Book to help him.
Kunpeng grew anxious at the sight and turned to Di Jun.
"Your Majesty! We have to act, or the Netherworld will get it first!"
But Di Jun did not answer.
He only stared at Hong Yun as he struggled to hold on, thoughts churning within him.
Hong Yun was a fellow transmigrator, and he had what appeared to be a system that rewarded him for