Ji Haoyue fled swiftly with Li Heishui on his back. Turning his head, he shouted, "Wang Teng, is this all you can do? No wonder you lost to Ye Fan."
"He merely relied on outside tools and cheap tricks. I did not lose!" Wang Teng said coldly. "If the Sacred Body were still in this world, I would certainly kill him."
He raced ahead with several Wang Family Great Powers and the young lord of Spirit Valley, soon surrounding Ji Haoyue.
Spirit Valley's young lord, Zi Tiandu, strode alongside Wang Teng, his purple hair flying. He sneered, "Brother Wang, let's kill this Divine King Body of the Ji Family today as well!"
The Wang Family Great Powers exchanged glances. One said, "If we openly kill the Divine King Body, the Ji Family might go mad. When their Emperor Weapon, the Void Mirror, emerges, who could stop it?"
Although the Wang Family had ruled the Northern Region for over a hundred thousand years and could be called an undying Desolate Ancient Family, with an overt strength no weaker than the Ji Family's, they remained deeply wary of an Emperor Weapon.
"The Ji Family isn't the only family in the world with an Emperor Weapon. Which of the great primordial imperial clans doesn't have an Ancient Emperor Weapon?" Zi Tiandu sneered repeatedly, his thoughts unfathomable.
Suddenly, space tore open nearby, and a domain gate appeared. Lu Chen, Fairy Zixia, and Ji Ziyue stepped out.
Although Ji Haoyue was carrying Li Heishui through the boundless Great Wilderness, Ji Ziyue had a special secret art for locating him. The three had crossed space and arrived directly.
"Brother, are you all right?" Seeing Ji Haoyue covered in blood, Ji Ziyue hurried over to check on him, worry written across her face.
"Wang Teng, after losing