Tianpeng paced back and forth, sweat beading on his forehead. "What else can we do? Contact Ren as soon as possible! He's the only one who can keep Haotian in check! Or tell Senior Uncle Duobao and the others to come over. If anything happens, contact the Xuanming Ancestral Shaman and Ancestor Minghe too!"
So Yang Chan had once again drawn Half-Step Primordial Unity experts into the fray.
The Meishan Brothers exchanged looks. They knew that if Yang Chan's situation was handled badly, it could spark another war.
Wars were already frequent in the Primordial World. One major battle had only just ended, and they had not even recovered from it. If another broke out now, they would work themselves to death!
But the Meishan Brothers kept their worries to themselves. Yang Jian considered them his brothers, but in front of people like Tianpeng and Ren, they would never presume to claim the same standing. They knew their place.
The Meishan Brothers contacted their brothers in the Lower Realm and passed along the news.
Tianpeng glanced at Yang Jian and Yang Chan, who were still catching up, and felt a headache coming on. At a time like this, they were still reminiscing!
Exactly. At a time like this, they were still reminiscing!
Meanwhile, in Yao Chi's chambers, Haotian recovered from his daze and regained his composure.
Ren's methods had shaken him, but a Half-Step Primordial Unity expert was no ordinary person. He soon steadied himself.
Haotian listened to the Queen Mother, his face turning cold and anger burning in his eyes. He slowly set down his teacup. Killing intent filled his gaze. "Bastard... Tianpeng is nothing more than a minor official, yet he dares act so arrogantly!"
Haotian flew into a rage. His hair whipped about, and the killing