On the ancient azure boat.
The expressions of several Taiqing Yuan Celestial Clan elders grew grave.
One elder asked quietly, "Elder Su Qinghong, should we intervene?"
Su Qinghong stared hard at the black-robed man and shook his head. "Not yet!"
"But Su Jiyuan is still inside!"
The elder frowned.
Su Qinghong said grimly, "If Su Jiyuan and Lu Ren are in danger, we'll intervene. But don't get too entangled in this. The one behind him is now at the height of his power in the Upper Stream. We'd best not make an enemy of him!"
The elders all nodded.
They could protect Su Jiyuan, but they did not want to become too deeply entangled with the one behind the black-robed man.
Just then, Immortal-Smiting Iron hovered above Heavenly Void Manor and drawled, "Why's everyone so tense? He can't break in. Besides, he's going to die!"
At those words, everyone in Heavenly Void Manor froze.
Wan Jiang's eyes widened as though he had heard something inconceivable.
A Source-Integration Realm powerhouse stronger than Mu Jiuwang was going to die?
Hearing Immortal-Smiting Iron, the black-robed man sneered. "You dare boast like that over a mere Dao Formation?"
Immortal-Smiting Iron ignored him. Instead, he turned to Ren Huaian. "Ren Huaian, go set out a banquet!"
"A... a banquet?"
Ren Huaian froze.
Everyone else in Heavenly Void Manor froze too.
Outside stood twenty thousand Mu King's Heavenly Guards and a Source-Integration Realm powerhouse stronger than Mu Jiuwang.
And now they were supposed to set out a banquet?
"What are you standing there for?"
Immortal-Smiting Iron snapped, "You think they can break through a formation I set up? Go on, bring out the best wine and food Heavenly Void Manor has!"
Ren Huaian's mouth twitched, but he promptly gave the orders.
Before long, a banquet table