Wei Yuan smiled and said, "My squad of personal soldiers wishes to spar with the Immortal Monarch."
If Wei Yuan himself were present, Cui Zhengxing would naturally retreat. If Zhang Sheng were here, he wouldn't act either. But now, Wei Yuan was just an avatar, and no immortals were hidden nearby. If he were still afraid, he might as well retreat into a Secret Realm for closed cultivation.
Cui Zhengxing snorted coldly and said, "Stop pretending!"
Then, terrifying Divine Thought from immortals descended like a torrent, pressing down on the ninety-nine mysterious black-robed figures. Under the Immortal's pressure, the Protective Array shattered, and the ocean-like Divine Thought fiercely slammed onto these black-robed figures!
After all, Cui Zhengxing was a seasoned Immortal. He wanted to assert his dominance on the spot. Even if there were two or three Imperial among them, as long as Zhang Sheng wasn't there, he was confident he could subdue them.
