章 2065: Blasphemy

Hearing Zhang Ruochen's threatening words, a thick murderous intent appeared in the eyes of Supreme Saint Xuefu. 

"Insolence, a mere Saint King dares to raise his voice before me? You have a death wish?"

As he spoke, Supreme Saint Xuefu extended his hand, unleashing the condensed power of evil blood and wrapping it around Zhang Ruochen. Earlier on, he was rueing that he had no reason to strike but since Zhang Ruochen voluntarily affronted him, he naturally will not let this chance slide. 

Great Emperor Ji Mie was just about to make a move but someone else was faster than him. A majestic aura of righteous Qi blasted out, easily dissipating the power of evil blood. 

An energetic old man in Confucian robes stood before Supreme Saint Xuefu with a firm expression, without any anger but full of gravitas. 

He was no one else, but one of the nine emperors of Kunlun Realm eight hundred years ago, Emperor Wen.