"Do you really think you can stop it? How naive." Yao Chi said disdainfully.

I saw a pink flame appearing on the surface of the Golden Palace Banner, which disappeared in an instant. What appeared before my eyes was a sky full of pink petals, and only a stick of the Golden Palace Banner fell down.

"Is God going to destroy my Immortal Emperor Palace, Palace Master?" Zong Huo shouted loudly, but no one responded.

Looking at the elders behind him, who were weakened by the loss of their lifespans, the disciples below were wailing, and the prosperity of the past seemed to have disappeared in an instant.

"Is it arrogant enough?" Tang Ze said with a smile while rubbing Zong Taiyue under his feet.

Zong Huo stared at Tang Ze and said, "You will get what you deserve!"

"I don't know if God is in charge, but I can control all of you."

Zong Huo laughed wildly after hearing this: "So what if the Immortal Emperor comes out? When the Palace Master comes out of retreat, it will be the time for you to die!"

As he laughed, the flower petals fell on his shoulders. Zong Huo trembled all over, and his cultivation seemed to be drained away in an instant, and even his soul was absorbed by the flower petals.

Duanmu Ji glanced at his son and said, "You...it's all ruined in your hands."

Looking at the petals in front of him, Duanmu Ji even reached out to take them. The petals were very fragrant, so fragrant that it made people forget the pain.

Suddenly, everything was drained away.

"Yaoyao, take it easy. Who will do the work if you all die?" Tang Ze reminded. He didn't expect that Yao Chi would use a large-scale attack.

Yao Chi smiled and nodded. She flipped her slender hand and all the petals gathered in her palm and then disappeared.

Suddenly, the power of the Immortal Emperor was released, and in the distance a golden light shot straight into the sky.

"You are not qualified enough to destroy my Immortal Emperor Palace!"