Ao Hui was stunned. "Oh? You really are an ignorant, overconfident bitch. An Immortal Emperor wants to fight a War Emperor-level Quasi-Overlord who controls the will of the Great Dao? Could it be that you're even crazier than I am?"
Jiang Ruoyao glanced upward and said calmly, "An Immortal Emperor indeed cannot defeat a War Emperor-level Quasi-Overlord. But what if it isn't an Immortal Emperor?"
Ao Hui narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"
He swept his gaze over Jiang Ruoyao and confirmed that she had not concealed her cultivation. Nor did this Immortal Emperor Battle permit anyone with hidden cultivation to participate. Otherwise, he would not even need to act—the great figures of the Upper Heavens would naturally help him clean up the "trash"!
Gaishi rested a hand on his head and looked above Ao Hui and the Upper Heavens Emperors. "Friend, is that a person?"
God Emperor nodded. "Yes!"
Everyone followed his voice and saw someone—someone who should not have been here: Xia Qiuer!
Ao Hui was utterly taken aback. "How are you here? Shouldn't you be..."
Xia Qiuer slowly descended from the sky, cutting him off. "Shouldn't I be in prison?"
Ao Hui fell silent.
At that moment, someone stepped out of Xia Qiuer's body: a woman in snow-white robes, flawless in appearance and perfect in figure, barefoot.
It was Zhou Qingran.
"You saved her? When did that happen?!"
Ao Hui was shocked. As far as his senses could tell, no one had gone to the Great Dao, and the Great Dao Prison holding Xia Qiuer was completely intact. What exactly had happened?
"You're too loud." Zhou Qingran stared at Ao Hui.
Ao Hui instinctively took a step back. He knew very well that Zhou Qingran carried a sword within her, one whose level he could not