[Wu Shi bad, Hengyu good.]

The Hengyu Furnace awakened, and the Emperor Weapon took charge of everything. After paying homage to the Lihuo Divine Furnace and reading its memory fragments, the Jiang Family saint followed it into the small world, ready to supply the Emperor Weapon with energy at any moment.

The Jiang Family's Holy Lord and the other Jiang Family experts wanted to follow them inside, but Ye Fan stopped them.

"Ancestor Ye, what is the meaning of this?" the Jiang Family's Holy Lord asked, his expression dark. They had observed all the proper courtesies. Surely they should be allowed inside now.

"The Immortal Alliance has seats reserved for Ancient Great Emperors and Emperor Weapons to deliberate," Ye Fan said calmly. Then he pointed at Jiang Yi. "He may enter. The rest of you, please wait outside for a while."

"I am the Jiang Family's Holy Lord! He is nothing but a bandit!" the Holy Lord finally roared, unable to contain himself.

"Is there any difference in an Emperor Weapon's eyes?" Ye Fan shook his head. "All of Emperor Hengyu's descendants are equal. The Lihuo Divine Furnace chose him, and the Hengyu Furnace will choose him too."

The Jiang Family's Holy Lord went deathly pale. He might be the Holy Lord, but since the Jiang Family's founding, countless Holy Lords had come and gone. There was only one Lihuo Divine Furnace.

Once the two weapon spirits conferred, whom they would choose was obvious.

Was a Holy Lord who had lost his Emperor Weapon's support still a Holy Lord?

"Everyone, I'll be going on ahead!" Jiang Yi laughed without restraint, his spirits soaring, thunder and wind surging in his chest. The last time he had felt such exhilaration was the day he broke away from the Jiang Family.

"This big brother can go inside too."