Kree!
The fleeting cry of Bai Lin left the Imperial Monarchs in a daze, their eyes watching as the fiery figure grew further and further away. Wu Yu lingered as he gave each of the Imperial Monarchs a look. The two parties exchanged stares, and Wu Yu could sense the hostility within. His lips tugged upwards with a flare of arrogance, forming a smirk of condescension despite not speaking a single word.
"Hmph," he flew off after Wei Wuyin and the rest, no longer paying these Imperial Monarchs any attention.
The sense of challenge within Wu Yu was abundantly clear, yet the Imperial Monarchs were all inside their own minds. Even the old Imperial Monarch could only clench his fist and grit his teeth, his current facial expression was quite unbefitting of his title and status.
Most of the Imperial Monarchs looked at the Myriad Monarch Canon, their eyes complex to the limit.