Move a muscle, and they would never go home?
The Immortal Kings around them wore quite a variety of expressions.
These waters were far too muddy. Never mind wading in-merely touching them meant death.
Fight? Could they possibly deal with an existence like that?
Do nothing? What if Gu Hong settled accounts with them afterward?
They could neither advance nor retreat.
Some Immortal Kings had already begun regretting why they had come today, why they had taken these seats, and why they had not simply let that spatial rift swallow them earlier.
If they had been swallowed, at least they would not have to face this situation.
Why did a struggle between Immortal Emperors have to make things difficult for Immortal Kings like them?
Seeing the Immortal Kings hesitate, a trace of disgust flashed through Gu Hong's eyes.
Of course he knew what these Immortal Kings were thinking.
But he needed them to act all the more.
Si Chen's strength was terrifyingly bizarre. In single combat, he had no certainty of victory.
What he wanted was to distract Si Chen.
In a battle at this level, even a moment's distraction could decide victory or defeat.
If a group of Immortal Kings surrounded and attacked those True Immortals and Mystic Immortals from Undying Mountain, could Si Chen ignore them?
If he intervened, he would have to divide his attention.
If he did not, those people from Undying Mountain would die.
At that thought, he sneered. "What? You can't even deal with a few True Immortals and Mystic Immortals?"
"Or... do you think you can disregard this emperor's words?"
At those words, the Immortal Kings' expressions grew even uglier.
Obey?
Obey him and go to their deaths?
Did he not know who stood behind those people from Undying Mountain?!
But they understood