The Heavenly Emperor Body looked at Xuan Chengzi and the others, with a smile on his face that still carried a hint of helplessness.
In the eyes of the Supreme Nine Sons, this expression was a kind of inexplicable confidence and even arrogance.
The long-browed old Daoist gave Xuan Chengzi a look, and Xuan Chengzi gritted his teeth, knowing they had no way back.
"Boasting!" he snorted coldly. "The Ancestor Master ignores even us, what does it have to do with you?"
The Heavenly Emperor Body was momentarily stunned, as if he understood something, and said no more, only looking at Xuan Chengzi with a pitying expression.
Somehow, Xuan Chengzi felt that this look was more infuriating than ten thousand words of rebuttal.
At this moment, five streams of light lit up in the distance, and a powerful aura poured in, filling the sky.
Xuan Chengzi was startled and turned his head to look.
