The imperial might of the First Emperor instilled an unprecedented panic in the Eight Wastes.
Those they took pride in, 100 Body Integration practitioners, 8 Masters of the Wastes, two Yin-Yang immortals, an abiding Heavenly Immortal and help invited from Immortal World all seemed as vulnerable as clay sculptures before First Emperor, unable to protect even themselves.
"Lord Lu Wu, save me!" Ying Zhao took out his communication charm, shouting out loud as if he had lost his senses.
He never dreamed that such a terrifying existence would appear in the Lower Realm.
At this moment, Immortal Lord Lu Wu was playing chess with the Immortal Emperor. After he connected to the communication charm, the frenzied face of his prideful subordinate, Ying Zhao, appeared.
Embarrassed in front of the Immortal Emperor, Lord Lu Wu scolded harshly: "Calm yourself down, Ying Zhao. You're being disgraceful!"