Chapter 6089: Not Enough To Be Arrogant Dragon Pond Emperor’s imperial aura instilled fear into the crowd. He was a member of Phantom and had nine dao fruits. Rumor has it he used to be a yin fish in a swamp before finding the dao. “Our dynasty will seize a few parts today.” He uttered coldly. “Nine dao fruits aren’t enough to be this arrogant.” A golden radiance erupted and blinded the crowd, forcing them to the ground. This person has been on another peak the entire time and became annoyed at Dragon Pond’s haughty entry. Only powerful cultivators could bypass the light and see a woman’s silhouette next to a round solar flower. Each emanating particle looked like embers from the sun itself. Once the flower recalled the blinding radiance, everyone saw an old woman with wrinkles and black spots on her face - a stark contrast to the magnificent radiance. “Golden Flower Emperor from Sky Tree City.” Spectators’ expressions changed upon seeing her. She was the oldest and strongest emperor of Sky Tree, rumored to have inherited the legacy of Dragonblood Ancestor. Sky Tree was started by Dragonblood Ancestor, a blood tree successfully reaching the dao at the primal level. He was a great general under Dingtian, known to all in Three Immortals. Alas, he was killed by Visceraless Young Noble, leaving behind Sky Tree. Golden Flower inherited his legacy and became an apex emperor. Sky Tree was impressive indeed and had someone stronger than her - Eldertree Emperor. Unfortunately, he fell to the might of Stone Aegis Progenitor. Dragon Pond’s expression soured due to her comment. Alas, it was understandable for an apex emperor to look down on someone with just nine fruits. The latter appeared powerful to the world but stood no chance against her. “Old woman, this is the major ghost market, it’s not a problem for Phantom to claim some. Are you trying to provoke Specter Ancestor?” A deep voice answered her. It came from a short old man standing on another peak, easily forgettable due to his small stature. However, his voice was soul-piercing and broke listeners’ courage. “Witch King Emperor.” Most shuddered after recognizing him and some fell to the ground. His strength aside, it was rumored he trapped his enemies’ souls into puppets. Of course, they didn’t need to worry because an apex emperor such as himself wouldn’t waste time with those deemed as insects. He was a nobody when he was younger, little in size and cultivation. However, Phantom Dynasty took good care of him. He visited the major ghost market and gained a mystical physique, allowing his cultivation to soar. He didn’t forget his debt to Phantom and created Witch King, the strongest sect in the dynasty. Golden Flower snorted after hearing this but didn’t act on it. She certainly didn’t want to provoke Phantom. “Thank you, Senior.” Dragon Pond bowed in his direction. “It is reasonable for a young emperor to be arrogant, there is still a long way to go.” Witch King said. His deep voice was grating but none dared to oppose him. “Some of those materials have my name on them.” Someone landed on a peak, sending the previous occupant flying with mere shockwaves. “Dragonform Emperor...” The big shot looked up, furious, but kept his mouth shut after seeing the cultivator. “Enigma’s emperor is here too.” Someone else said. “Long time no see, Fellow Daoists.” Dragonform cupped his fist and greeted the rest. “Indeed, indeed.” Witch King Emperor said. Golden Flower Emperor also returned the gesture. Dragonform was only a half-step, but they exercised civility due to his background. After all, Disaster and Endlaw were here as well. Ouyang Dragon God was the most excited to see him since he was his older blood brother. The two of them working together could definitely garner more materials. All the peaks were taken at this point. They served as vantage points to observe the well while staying safe from the lightning ocean. However, a duo walked straight into the well, not picking a peak to take over. “Who are they?” Some spectators became confused at the suicidal duo. “That’s Six-style Emperor.” Someone recognized the beauty and noticed their mortal status. “What about the brat?” His friend asked. “Is he tired of living, this is Arms Dragon Pond.” A big shot furrowed his brows. “I know him, he is known as the greatest mortal.” One cultivator remarked.