“Buzz.” Dao runes spread around the mound like rippling waves. This imperial aura resembled an emperor marching to battle.

The ones outside the city became alert by this aura.

“So are they doing this or not?” One guy whispered.

“Not that fast.” An expert shook his head: “Puresword True Emperor hasn’t arrived yet. How the hell is this group going to face Li Qiye? Lightning Sword God alone isn’t enough to be an appetizer.”

“True, without the emperor and their strongest ancestors, attacking will be suicidal.” One ancestor...