At this moment, Ming Ancestor's fury was like a storm, his presence overwhelming, as if a god or demon had descended into chaos, terrifying beyond measure.

Simultaneously, Ming Ancestor looked at Li Zhoujun's face, only to find that there wasn't a trace of fear on it.

"Damn it, is this guy fearless? Does he really think I'm as useless as Ming Gu and Ming Tai?" Ming Ancestor was filled with doubt as he looked at the calm Li Zhoujun.

"Ming Ancestor's avatar has the strength of a First Grade Saint. I wonder how many moves this little guy, the Green Emperor, can withstand. If he can hold out for three moves, he might just make it through that mirror," Qin Tianyi, sitting in the Dao Heaven Sacred Palace, said with a smile as he sipped his tea.