"What?" Li Chen frowned.
Zhao Yanming patted his shoulder and flew back. The ascension platform lit up and he summoned a giant sword above it.
"With the platform destroyed, no one can search for you." Zhao Yanming said it with a wry smile.
"Zhao Yanming, you're mad!"
"Zhao Yanming, how dare you attempt to destroy what you did not build?!" A mighty, regal voice rang from afar.
It was the emperor of Great Zhao. His aura alone suppressed Zhao Yanming and was about to stop the ascension.
Li Chen was about to take a step and face the emperor but Zhao Yanming halted him with his stare.
"There are thousands more soldiers with immortal slaying crossbows. You can't stop it all. Go, let an old man deal with old men."
Zhao Yanming's smile was the last thing Li Chen saw before a blinding white light encompassed him.