What, This Is the Western Heavenly Court?

Meanwhile, in the Void.

Kunpeng glanced at Zhao Gongming, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

After all, he was in the Sub-Saint Realm, while Zhao Gongming was merely a Quasi-Saint.

In Kunpeng's view, defeating Zhao Gongming would be effortless.

Just as the two were about to make their move, Haotian suddenly called out:

"Wait!"

Hearing Haotian's words, all the beings present turned to look at him in unison, their eyes filled with surprise.

They could not understand why Haotian had suddenly called a halt.

"Hmm?"

At the same time, Di Zun frowned and looked at Haotian in confusion.

"Haotian, what are you doing?"

Haotian gave a slightly awkward smile, inwardly cursing Di Zun for being so scheming.

He had sent out Kunpeng, yet Di Zun had unexpectedly dispatched Zhao Gongming, a mere Quasi-Saint.

Kunpeng, after all, was at the Sub-Saint level.

In Haotian's view, having Kunpeng fight Zhao Gongming would certainly make victory easy for Kunpeng.

But what about the Western Heavenly Court afterward?

After all, the Eastern Heavenly Court still had quite a few top-tier combatants, such as the Lord of Stars, East Hua Emperor Lord, Chi You, and others—all of them immensely powerful!

Especially the Lord of Stars, who was also a Sub-Saint!

Originally, Haotian had thought that once he sent Kunpeng out, the Eastern Heavenly Court would surely have the Lord of Stars take the field.

After a brief silence, Haotian clenched his teeth before speaking somewhat awkwardly.

"Eastern Heavenly Emperor."

"I misspoke earlier."

"For the first match, the Western Heavenly Court will send..."

At this point, Haotian paused slightly, then fixed his gaze on a Quasi-Saint.

"Yin Wuji, you go!"

As soon as Haotian said this, the mighty figures and Rogue Cultivators present were all stunned, their expressions turning strange.

After all, they had