Teng Jian and Qi Tan had figured it out. This senior brother of the Xuanmen was on the same side as the Heavenly Court. There was no way Purple Jade Mountain would stand up to oppose the Heavenly Court for anyone else.
What Wu Chu hadn't expected was that, aside from the nine who had come earlier, more and more beings would arrive in ones and twos. Most had severed one corpse, while a small number were at the Daluo Realm. They hadn't even finished a hot pot meal, and the crowd had already grown to nearly a hundred.
As he watched their numbers slowly increase, the Main Hall atop the Summit of the Sacred Tree gradually filled up. Wu Chu activated the formation, expanding the space inside the hall.
Seeing all these powerful beings continue to arrive, Hong Yun, the Ancestral Witches, and the others couldn't help showing strange expressions. They looked at Taiyi, wondering if the Heavenly Court had stirred up a hornet's nest this time. It seemed every one of these people had come bearing a grudge!
But once the newcomers stepped into the hall, their expressions became every bit as colorful as Teng Jian and the others' had been earlier.
As the number of powerful beings kept growing, the amusement on Taiyi's face gradually darkened, before finally turning into a cold sneer.
If this weren't Purple Jade Mountain, he would have loved to grab the Chaos Bell and wipe them all out in one fell swoop. He glared at them with murderous intent, as if to say, Good. Very good! This Emperor will remember every last one of you. Not a single bastard is getting away!
Faced with Taiyi's murderous glare, the beings were somewhat afraid at first. But soon they sneered back at him, as