Zhen Yuanzi and the Queen Mother of the West watched Ying Zheng act so unabashedly and couldn't help but feel a trace of surprise.
The two of them exchanged a glance and saw the same unexpectedness reflected in each other's eyes.
In the Primordial times, Ying Zheng's way of doing things with such dominance was truly beyond their expectations.
"It seems that in the future, if we block the Qin Court's sharp edges, a battle will be inevitable."
Zhen Yuanzi slightly frowned, his expression grave, and said in a somber tone.
His words also revealed some discontent, but certainly, they carried a sense of apprehension towards Ying Zheng and the power of the Qin Court.
If not for this apprehension, perhaps they would not have come here today at all.
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's face revealed a faint smile, yet his demeanor remained confident and calm: "In fact, the two Daoists can also have another choice."
He slightly raised his head, exuding an aura of total control,
