The retired emperor, Li Yuangang, was utterly dumbfounded. Two and a half seconds earlier, he had still been sneering inwardly.
He had silently cursed Yun Che for having brawn but no brains, courage but no strategy, a dick but no use for it, and dragging down everyone around him.
Now, that mighty Void Venerable Realm expert who had given the three empires and even some sects such headaches had simply been crippled?
Unreal!
So fucking unreal!
Li Yuangang gazed at Ai Ya, who still seemed not to have come to his senses, and unconsciously muttered, "Even a sweetheart cake was a Treasure, and its power was so terrifyingly extraordinary. What madman made it?"
At that moment, his regret over driving Yun Che out of the Great Yuan Empire swelled a little more.
He kept comforting himself inwardly: No hurry. There's still the Li Family of Holy City. They have a genuine Supreme Realm expert backing them. He killed so many of their people. His end will definitely be utterly miserable.
Having successfully reassured himself, Li Yuangang regained his calm expression. He closed his eyes and steadied his breathing, hovering serenely to one side as he waited for Yun Che's miserable end.
Hu Ao, the sect master of the Sacred Profound Sect, looked somewhat astonished, but soon dismissed it.
A Void Venerable was certainly terrifying, but a crippled Void Venerable wasn't worth a fart.
Compared with the downfall of a Void Venerable, the results of their Demon Research Institute were naturally more important.
Right now, Elder Diao was risking spirit forging on nine Emperor Realm Great Demons.
Whether he could succeed depended on whether Qin Keyi and the others could find that supplementary material.
Losing the Sacrificial Gate and the Profession Advancement Scroll for nothing had essentially spelled complete failure for