The crowd had nothing to say when his eyes fell upon them. The domineering stomp earlier overwhelmed them with dread and apprehension.
The Eternals present wouldn’t dare to provoke Hundred-days Daoist but Li Qiye did so in such an overbearing manner. Who wouldn’t be afraid of him right now?
The gazes of fear had a mix of admiration. Everyone understood that Fiercest was unfathomable, far above their station.
No one could match him in a one-on-one scenario. In fact, taking one move or two from him could prove to be impossible.
The brilliant True Emperor, the impressive deer merchant, and the four Esteemed Kings with their cornucopia of treasures felt great pressure.
They have swept through the realms before and never been afraid of trouble. But Li Qiye resembled a monster whose shadow engulfed them. There was no escaping.
They had plenty of heaven-defying means that could allow them to take down foes above their level. However, their confidence dwindled before Fiercest.
Their only option was to work together or he would kill them one by one. They needed to use their best moves and not let him get a second of breath.
Thus, during this silence, they have been secretly discussing among themselves. The crowd had no idea of this clandestine communication method.
Li Qiye smiled: “If you all won’t step up, then I’ll be the one picking then.”
“Looks like you are truly fearless but we’re not that easily bullied either.” The emperor’s powerful voice answered back.
He walked out of his camp with a great shadow behind him, making him look even more majestic.
“Puresword True Emperor!” Some even shouted at his sight.
Most have only heard of him until now so his first appearance attracted everyone’s attention.
“Immaculate.” Both his friends and enemies sighed and said: “A prodigy like that truly deserves the position of an emperor.”
He wore a simple green robe without needless trinkets and jewels. The upper right of the robe had a sword engraving. Tall and attractive even without exerting his imperial aura, a crane among a flock of chicken even if he weren’t an emperor.
Where he stands became the center of the world. Each of his actions was commanding as if he was the master of the universe.
Those who didn’t like him were still in awe of his stately appearance.
Li Qiye gave him a quick look and asked: “You’re Mu Shaochen’s brother, right? I’m sure you have heard of his last message.”
The emperor’s eyes turned cold after his little brother was brought up. There seemed to be countless swords forming in his pupils. They turned into a frightening maelstrom primed to tear the world apart. Though he didn’t show any rage, everyone could sense the tempestuous aura from him.
No one knew what Mu Shaochen has to do with this, unaware of his death.