Yun Che had long since noticed the other party's little move, but he did not stop him. He wanted to see just what trump card an Emperor could produce to deal with him.
As he controlled the blood-red Sacrificial Gate, making it absorb the bandits, he waited for the important figure who seemed to be their reinforcement to arrive.
Only when the Sacrificial Gate had absorbed 9,998 living sacrifices did a rift slowly open in the sky. A man dressed in magnificent black-and-gold robes stepped out, his expression impatient. "You actually need me to come clean up your mess in this insignificant Northern Region? What use does This Venerable One have for worthless fools like you?"
At the sight of the newcomer, Shi Jing hurriedly wailed, "Master, I never meant to disturb you! It's just that our opponent is also a Great Venerable. Even if we blew ourselves apart fighting him, we couldn't hurt him in the slightest!"
"Oh? A Great Venerable!" Only after hearing this did Feng Wuhen, head of the Feng Family, glance toward the white-robed figure hovering quietly nearby.
That single glance nearly scared his soul out of his body.
He rubbed his eyes and carefully examined the young man a short distance away, who was watching him with an impassive expression.
Sure enough, he had not mistaken him. Wasn't this the young Venerable who had killed his son a few days ago, leaving him too afraid to utter so much as a peep?
"So... so it's you, sir. I had no idea you were conducting business here. My apologies for disturbing you. I'll take my leave."
Yun Che snorted softly, took a step, and flashed in front of him. He clamped a hand around his neck and lifted him up.
"I was wondering where a bunch