Yang Qing and the others naturally saw the strange changes in Emperor Zhetian clearly.
As for why this formidable figure had suddenly begun acting strangely, Yang Qing and the others had no idea.
But one thing was certain: Emperor Zhetian had run into trouble, and judging by everything they could see, it was trouble so serious that even he could not resolve it.
Whatever the reason, Emperor Zhetian no longer posed that same threat for the moment.
An opportunity like this could vanish in the blink of an eye.
Without a second thought, Yang Qing signaled Wood and Mo Yang to take a side each, help Bu Er and Jiang Zhizhou up, and retreat to the edge.
Emperor Zhetian had his hands full now. Any extra breathing room they could get was welcome.
Sure enough, Emperor Zhetian did not attack them.
He was busy fighting someone who could truly threaten him and could not spare any attention for them just yet.
"What do you think happened to this Sacred Emperor?"
Had he suddenly found it in his heart to be merciful?
It did not look that way.
He had clearly come close to sending every last one of them down the road to the Yellow Springs just moments ago.
Hearing Bu Er's question, Yang Qing shook his head slightly.
He did not know either.
In theory, the Soul-Splitting Formation they had set up could weaken the connection between Emperor Zhetian's Soul Body and his physical body, but it could not suddenly threaten him so severely that he was unable even to attack.
"Could it be the Soul-Splitting Formation helping us, then?"
Even Jiangli, who loved taking unorthodox paths more than anyone, had nearly died on the spot. If the rest of them truly faced Emperor Zhetian, they would all end