The voice from High Heaven was like rolling thunder that shook the world, drawing a chorus of sharp gasps from the Mortal Realm.
On the third floor of the tavern.
Wang Changsheng spoke to his companions, his face filled with shock.
"Was this Immortal Emperor really this... reckless?"
These were Dao Lords from the Four Churches and Eight Sects. Even if some had not come, their numbers were still unimaginable.
Was Jiang Yang really not afraid of provoking everyone's wrath by acting so overbearingly?
Xiao Yi likewise felt that this Immortal Emperor of Luofu was far too bold.
He felt only a chill breeze stirring around him, as though a war engulfing the world was about to break out.
He looked at the girl beside him, only to find Ming Yueye quiet and composed, with even a look of longing and yearning in her eyes.
With Ye'er reacting like this, could she not be afraid?
When gods and immortals fought, mortals suffered.
Even if those mighty figures of the Immortal Clan could control the power of their attacks, there would always be those who fought themselves into a frenzy and threw all restraint aside.
Seeming to sense Xiao Yi's gaze, Ming Yueye turned and said to him with a smile.
"Don't worry. They won't fight. The mighty figures who have cultivated to this point are all beings of supreme wisdom. They won't challenge someone they have no hope of defeating."
Sure enough.
In High Heaven.
After Jiang Yang's overbearing declaration rang throughout the world, no mighty figure of the Immortal Clan stepped forward to be the bird that took the first arrow. Instead, heaven and earth fell into utter silence at once.
Not long afterward.
Only then did Ming Yueye, Xiao Yi, and the others hear cold laughter coming from