Fang Yu ground his teeth in hatred as he looked at Xi Emperor, who seemed like a sovereign emperor. He had never expected Xi Emperor not only to reveal his identity to everyone, but also to pin the Hongmeng Secret Treasury—the secret treasury coveted by everyone in the Heavenly Realm—on him.
But only ghosts knew where the Hongmeng Secret Treasury was.
No, that was not quite right. The people connected to him, especially those from the The Great Primordial World, definitely knew.
They should be cultivating within the Hongmeng Secret Treasury right now. He did not know what realm they had reached, but they definitely would not be below this level. Fang Yu was quite confident of that.
At the very least, they would not be weaker than him. Of that, he was absolutely certain.
But this was not the time to worry about that. What he needed to worry about was how many ancient Heavenly Lords would make a move against him after this Heavenly Court Genius Tournament. Saints and emperors would naturally join forces against him, seeking to seize the Hongmeng Secret Treasury from him. As long as they obtained the Hongmeng Secret Treasury, both saints and emperors would have a chance to advance to the Heavenly Lord realm. This was an open secret.
Forget his enemies, rivals, and opponents—even his allies would likely be tempted.
No, they would definitely be tempted. Whether they would act against him was another matter. They might also seek to obtain the Hongmeng Secret Treasury through him, to enter it through him.
*That old dog is truly scheming. He actually wants to use the Hongmeng Secret Treasury to send me to my death. What a hateful old dog, a damned old dog. After this genius tournament, I have to get rid of