His movements were fast, precise, and ruthless, as if he wanted to crush the entire world in his grasp.
"It's just a phantom." Before his palm even landed, his face darkened. He clenched his fist abruptly, and the figure that had just stepped out shattered into pieces.
Inside the hall, Su Chen couldn't help but narrow his eyes. He grumbled inwardly that it had taken him quite a bit of effort to mold that projection, only for the old guy to destroy it.
Outside the hall, the eyes of the other Ancient Kings flickered.
The Hanhai Emperor scolded, "Zhenwu, what are you doing?"
The Zhenwu Ancient King looked at the hall doors before him. After some hesitation, he stepped back.
The Profound Celestial Ancient King spoke up again. "Friend, please don't misunderstand. We are not with him. We hope to have an open and honest conversation with you."
