Hearing Jing Xing's words, how could Hua Ziyang not understand? This fellow had really held something back.
"Would it kill you not to joke around?!" Hua Ziyang laughed and punched Jing Xing in the chest.
"Wasn't it because you were too angry? I just wanted to tease you a little." Jing Xing rubbed his chest and smiled.
"Hahaha, good. As expected, you're the one who should be Sect Leader. I really wouldn't trust anyone else." Hua Ziyang threw an arm around Jing Xing's shoulders and laughed heartily.
"Why are these two acting so gay?" Shen Jing muttered from the shadows. The more he watched, the more he felt that something was off between Jing Xing and Hua Ziyang.
"At a time like this, how can those two still laugh?" Zhong Chen curled his lip.
Since they had been communicating through voice transmission, they did not know what Jing Xing and Hua Ziyang had actually said. At this moment, they truly believed that the Sun Moon Sacred Emperor and the others were in danger.
The nine successors and the Immortal Kings of the Emperor Alliance were even more heavy-hearted. What had originally been an excellent situation had been overturned just like that.
If they could have kept Xiang Zimo, Shu Ziheng, and the others behind, they would have been willing to pay an enormous price. Unfortunately, they had still been rescued.
The nine successors came behind Jing Xing and Hua Ziyang. Seeing the two of them brimming with bromance, they hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping themselves.
"There are victories and defeats in war. Why must you all look as if you're attending a funeral?" Jing Xing turned around, looked at the nine of them, and said with a smile.
"Alas, I thought we could deal the Upper Heavens a crushing