And at that moment!
In the Thirty-Three Star Realm, who knew how far away!
Above the Immortal Court! Amid a boundless expanse of heaven and earth where five-colored spiritual light clouds churned!
There!
Dozens of cultivators in golden armor surrounded an extraordinarily handsome cultivator in magnificent robes, apparently arguing with him!
There!
"Bah! You slave! Which race have you defected to? If you don't activate the restrictive formation, don't blame this prince for showing no mercy!" the leading golden-armored cultivator shouted furiously at the robed cultivator. He paused, then cursed in a low voice!
The robed cultivator was none other than Tianmei Taoren!
"...!" Tianmei Taoren said nothing, merely staring coldly at the golden-armored cultivator with a look that said, What can you do to me? A trace of loathing showed in his eyes... Only then did he say coldly, "I told you, once those races have fought themselves down enough, I'll activate the restrictions! Why can't you be patient?"
"Bullshit!" the golden-armored cultivator cursed with savage fury, his finger almost touching Tianmei Taoren's nose. He roared, "Don't tell me you don't know! Those damned humans have already laid down a formation that traps our entire Thirty-Three Star Realm inside! If you don't unleash the restrictions now, we're all finished!"
"No!" Tianmei Taoren braced himself and replied coldly, "What the humans have deployed is merely an ordinary formation. Its range may be enormous, but there's no way it can trap us! I think Your Highness had better be a little more patient!"
"You... this...!" This golden-armored cultivator was the Great Brahma Immortal Emperor's son. At those words, he suddenly wavered and could not help looking back at another golden-armored cultivator...
"Don't believe him!" that golden-armored cultivator hurriedly said in a grave voice. "Your Highness! Haven't we already sent several Immortal