The six Purple-eyed Emperor Ancestors locked in combat suddenly felt a stifling sensation in their chests. With their immensely powerful Divine Sense and astonishing Spiritual Sense, these Emperor Ancestors had naturally noticed the commotion from the Ice and Snow Sect. Although they knew the cheering had nothing to do with them, they couldn't shake the feeling of being part of a monkey show—and they weren't the performers, but the monkeys...
Two cold beams of light shot from Mo Li's Purple Eyes. "Qu Zhi," he said coldly, "let's take this fight elsewhere!"
"My thoughts exactly!" Qu Zhi replied. With a single beat of his wings, he soared toward the upper reaches of the Great Ice Glacier.
The other Purple-eyed Emperor Ancestors also ceased their attacks for the moment and flew upward. A true battle between Martial Artists of their realm wouldn't end quickly. It was better to find a new location than to be gawked at by a crowd here.
