"Hmph!"
Jiang Zhu snorted coldly. Two blazing rays of four-colored light shot from his eyes and struck the Immortal Platform of the person secretly transmitting his voice. Half the man's head melted in an instant, killing him on the spot.
"He still dares to attack! There are so many of us..." someone shouted from the shadows. Before he could finish, however, everyone around him had already hurried away.
Now that the man had exposed himself, Jiang Zhu naturally showed no mercy. A silver-white sword ray swept past, leaving a large hole in the man's forehead and shattering his Immortal Platform completely.
"Anyone else who wants to fight, step right up!" Jiang Zhu swept his gaze around. A group of people immediately lowered their heads and backed away, unwilling to face his edge.
"Eastern Emperor, this is the Central Province, not the Eastern Wasteland. Do you really think you can run rampant here?" An old imperial uncle of the Divine State Dynasty stepped forward.
"Hand over the Central Province's supreme treasure, the Green Cauldron, and you may leave," said an old imperial uncle of the Nine Li Dynasty.
"Indeed, young friend Eastern Emperor. You come from the Eastern Wasteland. The Central Province's supreme treasure rightly belongs in the hands of our own people. So many fellow cultivators of the Central Province are here. I doubt they will stand by and watch you take our supreme treasure away." Someone from the Great Xia Dynasty also pressured Jiang Zhu.
Of the Central Province's Four Great Dynasties, only the Ancient Hua Dynasty had yet to speak. Under the gazes of the other three dynasties, its old imperial uncle offered a few brief words of agreement.
"Hand over our Central Province's supreme treasure at once!"
"What right does someone from the Eastern Wasteland have to