The man was well aware of his disciple's cultivation level. His disciple was exceptionally talented, and although his cultivation was only at the early stage of Heaven Rank, in terms of combat power, he was already comparable to some of the veteran Heaven Rank experts.
But just now.
The Emperor had directly defeated his disciple.
And intuition told the man that even if he went up now, he would probably fare no better. Facing that supreme power, he himself would definitely not be able to withstand it.
"You, step back!"
A deep voice rang out as the man stepped forward, positioning himself in front of the youth. Despite the youth's defeat, whatever was said, he was still his disciple.
If Ren Changsheng were to strike again.
He would undoubtedly intervene!
"Master!"
