"What a sharp-tongued little wretch."
Once the fury and killing intent in his heart had reached their peak, Purple Cloud True Lord instead gradually calmed down. Yet that calm was more like the portent of an approaching storm.
Having spoken, Purple Cloud True Lord no longer looked at Mandala. Instead, he turned toward Thunder Sound Venerable and the Golden Eagle Emperor and said calmly, "Domain Lord Mandala has obtained a great art inherited from the Heavenly Palace. This is a rare chance to witness the divine might of the Ancient Heavenly Palace. How about the two of you join me?"
Purple Cloud True Lord's words struck like thunder, raising towering waves across the Northern Region Plains. The experts of every faction looked aghast, their gazes filled with shock as they stared at Mandala.
Clearly, no one had expected that facing Mandala would actually require the Northern Region's three overlords to join forces against her.
Thunder Sound Venerable and the Golden Eagle Emperor exchanged a glance, then said with smiles, "We have long admired the Heavenly Emperor Art as well. We hope Domain Lord Mandala can satisfy our expectations!"
"Why waste so much breath? Do you think the three of you stand a chance together? Aside from saving me some effort, it won't change the outcome in the slightest!" Mandala watched the three calmly, without the slightest hint of retreat in her dark eyes.
"Sharp-tongued wretch!"
With a cold laugh, Purple Cloud True Lord's expression darkened. He drew a deep breath and stamped his foot. Violet light spread, and a colossal purple figure appeared behind him.
"Purple Emperor Zhai Xing Finger!" With a low shout, he changed the seals in his palm, held two fingers together, and suddenly thrust them through the air.
The colossal purple figure behind him also extended