Their spiritual senses penetrated through the layers of clouds and locked onto the red figure below. Seeing that she had indeed held on until now, the four of them looked extremely ugly.
"I didn't expect that Fengjiu really has such incredible luck. Now, it's the last day, and all that's left is the final thunderbolt from heaven." An emperor said in a calm voice, feeling a little heavy-hearted.
"In that case, let's do as we agreed at the time! I don't believe that she can really withstand the fatal blow from the four of us!" said an emperor, staring down with a gloomy look.
"The first two thunderbolts will exert their power on her. If she can withstand it, then the four of us will join forces to strike hard at the last thunderbolt!"
"good!"
Immediately, the four of them looked at each other, and two of them mobilized the powerful pressure in their bodies, preparing to increase the power of the thunder that was about to fall.
At the same time, in Yunxiao Mountain, the Green Emperor and his three children were watching the scene in the floating mirror under a tree, watching Fengjiu's last day of heavenly thunder tempering.
The three children looked very nervous. Even Yue'er, who usually talked the most, watched with her heart held and her breath held. She didn't dare to breathe, let alone speak.
The Green Emperor glanced at the three children, then at Feng Jiu in the mirror, and then looked away to the sky. He felt that those people would not let Feng Jiu go so easily, especially since today was the last day of Feng Jiu's three Heavenly Thunder Tempering. Those people would not just watch and not take action.
He paused, stood up from the couch, put his hands behind his back, and walked away slowly.
Hao'er, who had been staring at the scene, noticed it and looked up. He saw their master walking leisurely with his hands behind his back. In a few moments, he reached the top of the mountain. He couldn't help but wonder, what was the master doing
Because the peak of Yunxiao Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, it is difficult to get a glimpse of the scenery on the top of the mountain even from inside the mountain. Therefore, when Haoer saw their master heading towards the top of the mountain, he pondered for a while.
Since the master didn't tell him and didn't say much, he didn't ask, let alone be curious. Because, what he wanted to see more was his mother's smooth ascension. No matter who called him at this moment, he didn't want to leave this scene.
Mu Chen and Mu Yue did not notice their master's departure, or rather, they knew about it, but they did not care too much, because, at this moment, no one was as important as their mother, even if that person was their master.
When he reached the top of Yunxiao Mountain, Qingdi stood with his hands behind his back, facing the wind, looking at the distant sky. After a while, he withdrew his gaze and sat down cross-legged on a smooth stone.
He closed his eyes, placed his hands on his legs, and at this moment his consciousness was released...
The lower fairyland is the spiritual realm of the East China Sea.
Fengjiu closed her eyes, but at this moment, she felt the oppressive and powerful airflow covering her head. The powerful pressure and airflow made her feel the breath of death and murderous intent.
She sensed two murderous auras from the powerful pressure and airflow. In an instant, her mind became clear. It was obvious that they were the ones who wanted to take her life.