As everyone waited, a voice suddenly sounded from outside.
This was the power released by a super expert in the mid-stage of the Divine Venerable realm. The power carried immense might and penetrated directly from outside.
Mid-stage Divine Venerables were indeed extraordinary; their power arrived first, long before they did.
Ming Qishui's face lit up with joy. Hearing his grandfather's voice, his desire to survive surged rapidly. He hoped his grandfather could save his life.
As for whether anything would truly happen, he dared not guarantee it.
Perhaps not.
Even if something did happen, hadn't Xia Feng just said?
To let his grandfather die in his place, wasn't that a way to escape death?
As for the others Ming Qishui had brought with him, they all showed expressions of disappointment.
As for why they were disappointed, perhaps only they knew in their hearts, because Ming Qishui had reached a point where he was universally hated, and his death would be a welcome event.
Just like before, when Xia Feng had struck him, all three of them had felt a sense of satisfaction.
It was like a breath of fresh air after being suppressed for a long time, a feeling of a heavy stone being lifted from one's heart.
Now, with Ming Da arriving, it was as if that tension had returned, making them feel more disgusted than if they had eaten excrement.
The two people accompanying Ming Qishui shared this sentiment. It could only be said that he was a truly failed individual.
After all, among the people he brought was someone from his own sect. To behave in such a manner, it would be better for him to just die.
Ming Da's figure quickly appeared inside the room.
He was an old man with a flowing white beard, looking energetic and exceptionally robust.
Perhaps due to his mid-stage Divine Venerable cultivation, he was very pleased with his own strength.
He exuded confidence. Upon entering, his first glance fell upon his grandson; the others did not even catch his eye.
"Qishui, who dares to harm you?" Ming Da asked, his face showing a trace of heartache as he looked at his grandson.
Ming Qishui pointed at Xia Feng and said, "Grandfather, it's him. He's also the one who told you to come."
Only then did Ming Da shift his gaze towards Xia Feng. When he first entered, he had only caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and hadn't paid any attention.
Now, hearing his grandson speak, he turned his attention towards Xia Feng.
The first impression Ming Da had of Xia Feng was that he was a young man accompanied by three exceptionally beautiful women.
The second impression was a sense of familiarity.
Upon closer inspection, Ming Da felt as though he had fallen into an ice cellar. His eyeballs nearly bulged out, and he felt a terror deep within his soul.
His body then trembled uncontrollably. If he hadn't been afraid of disturbing Xia Feng, Ming Da would have already wet himself.
This was none other than the legend of the God Realm, the sole Divine Emperor.
Coincidentally, Ming Da was one of those who had accompanied Zhang Sanfeng to what was called the Divine Venerable Assembly.
He had personally witnessed the extraordinary demeanor of Divine Emperor Xia Feng, who was accompanied by the Lord of Ten Thousand Underworlds, a peak Divine Venerable, as his servant.
To someone like him, a mid-stage Divine Venerable, in Xia Feng's eyes, he probably wasn't even considered trash.
Since their last encounter with Xia Feng, this group of people had come to regard Xia Feng as a true deity, comparable to the Heavenly Dao.
Because the Heavenly Dao was formless, while Xia Feng was a tangible existence.
Xia Feng's power as a Divine Emperor was no different from the Heavenly Dao in their eyes.
Now, he was about to act arrogantly towards a Divine Emperor, someone he considered a deity, so it was no wonder Ming Da was terrified. He stood frozen in place, unable to move. His mouth wanted to open wide, but he felt it was beyond his control.
He had been scared half to death last time, but that incident hadn't directly involved him. This time was different.
This was a matter that was happening directly to him.
"Grandfather...."
Ming Qishui called out to Ming Da, who had suddenly gone into a daze.
The other three also looked confused. Ming Da was a mid-stage Divine Venerable; why was he spacing out?
He looked normal, energetic, not like someone with a mental disorder.
His current behavior made him seem somewhat deranged.
Ming Qishui's shout snapped Ming Da back to reality, and a sliver of clarity returned to his mind.
He knew he was likely doomed this time and couldn't muster any thought of resistance.
What was even more terrifying was that Xia Feng had promised to destroy the Li Mo, and in the end, according to legends, the Li Mo had become his servant.
Although this was astonishing, when it happened to Xia Feng, it was not surprising at all.
Because everything Xia Feng did, and everything that happened to him, seemed so natural and normal.
Seeing his grandfather still motionless, Ming Qishui was confused.
What was wrong?
Had he seen a ghost?
Because Ming Qishui saw extreme fear in Ming Da's eyes, similar to the feeling he had just before wetting himself.
At this moment, a sense of dread arose in Ming Qishui's mind.
Could it be that he was truly a very, very powerful person?
Suddenly, Ming Qishui began to feel afraid again.
While everyone was in confusion, Ming Da slowly regained his composure. He took three heavy steps forward and knelt before Xia Feng:
"Ming Da pays respects to the Divine Emperor."
Huh????
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