"You say this Immortal Emperor Battle has already been turned upside down because of my appearance. What do you think they'll do?" the replica suddenly asked.
His appearance had inflicted devastating losses on both sides. There was no reason for the higher-ups on either side not to take measures against him.
"Not making a move from the start meant they intended to wait and see first," Fu Siyuan said.
"The thoughts of those great figures are not something we can guess. After all, to us, they are the ones playing chess," Gu Wuliang said.
"Wait and see?"
A cold smile curled across the replica's lips. The purple sword embryo in his hand trembled faintly, its boundless power blanketing the entire battlefield. "If even all of you fall here, will they still be able to sit still?"
Those who could survive were all the most outstanding and most valued among their people. If every one of them fell, could those so-called great figures truly remain seated?
He really wanted to know!
He slowly raised the purple sword embryo and pointed it at everyone. "From this point on, none of you have any chance of surviving!"
Swoosh!
Suddenly, a longsword descended from above the nine heavens.
The replica sensed it in advance and had not intended to dodge, planning to receive it head-on with his body.
But his instincts told him that this sword was extremely dangerous!
The danger did not come from the person wielding it, but from the sword itself!
This sword... was not normal!
"Looks like I arrived late."
At the same time, a man in white appeared at one end of heaven and earth. His majestic pressure shone brilliantly—it was Hua Junxuan.
At the other end of heaven and earth, another figure appeared. Sacred laws enveloped the world