It was not yet time. The Emperor seemed unwilling to say much.
"But what does it matter if Li Yunbai and Wu Nian are alive? As long as we obtain the power of Imperial Fortune, the world will bear the Ji name." The Ji Clan's patriarch sneered and shook his head.
The Emperor offered no explanation, merely casting his gaze toward the infinitely distant horizon, as though looking at some hope.
He bore Imperial Fortune upon him and could see extremely far...
"You used the Border Pass as the basis of your scheme to lure away the Imperial Dynasty's two Saint Realm experts."
"But did you never wonder why I would cooperate with you?"
The Emperor scoffed, gently raising a hand to brush the dust from his Dragon Robe.
"You have never taken the Border Pass seriously..."
For some reason, the Emperor felt a trace of boredom.
Everything was under his control, without a single surprise, leaving him a little bored.
"I'm tired. If you're going to act, hurry up."
"Sitting on this throne isn't all that interesting..."
A worldly Emperor without the power of Imperial Fortune could not control the world. There really was little interest in it.
The Emperor said languidly, "Have those people behind you come out. You alone can do nothing to me."
Once the Emperor finished speaking, the Ji Clan's patriarch nodded.
In an instant, four figures appeared in the void above...
Looking at the four figures who had appeared in the void, the Emperor sighed deeply, unsurprised.
"Saddle Mountain, the Yan Household, Qingliang River... even Revered Master Withered Leaf of the Hanging Temple has come."
The Emperor looked at the four opposing Sages, a little bitterness in his heart, but showed little of it.
Four Sages, and counting the Ancestor behind the Ji Clan