“Nirvana Void Pill,” before the words of the one inside the mirror finished, she continued.
“Besides the Nirvana Void Pill, whoever cos to the Outer Heavens in the future can also join my faction and obtain a place of shelter.”
Hearing these words, after the crowd’s commotion, finally soone rushed toward Xu Zimo to attack.
“I’ll go.”
Once the first person took the lead, others followed closely behind, each bursting forth with imnse power as they attacked.
But just as the chaos erupted and everyone charged together, a loud “boom” resounded.
A mighty force suddenly swept through heaven and earth, like mountains and seas collapsing, suppressing everyone in place.
Whether they were Sacred Lords of imperial lineages or powerful rogue cultivators, at this mont, before this sudden power, they were nothing more than tiny fish and shrimp in the deep sea.
“It truly is lively,” a man’s voice rang out.
Then everyone saw, from the other end of the sky, a black light shooting up into the heavens.
The light transford into a throne in midair.
Like golden lotuses sprouting from the earth, dark energy ford the seat.
A group of black-robed figures stood in the air, and among them appeared a heavenly avenue.
On that avenue, laws flowed, profound anings entwined, divine power cascaded endlessly like falling leaves, paving the heavenly road.
A man in red robes stepped upon the heavenly avenue, walking slowly forward.
Finally, he sat down upon the throne in the void.
All the black-robed figures knelt before him.
“They’re from the Divine Gate,” among the imperial lineages below, soone recognized their attire.
The Divine Gate, this was a force nearly forgotten.
They had once ruled regions just like the imperial lineages, standing tall in the mortal world.
Unfortunately, their founder overreached.
He actually sought to rule the entire Primordial Heartlands.
Even Zhen Wu back then never attempted such a thing.
In the end, he angered countless imperial lineages, and three Grand Emperors descended to kill him.
Thus the Divine Gate, once an imperial lineage, beca rats crossing the street, forced into hiding in the Elden Lands, lingering in despair.
Now seeing the Divine Gate appear, so people were confused.
“After all these years, the Divine Gate dares finally to step out of the Elden Lands.”
“What are they planning? Do they want a share of this as well?”
So did not understand, but most eyes focused on the man seated upon the throne within the Divine Gate.
“G…Grand…Grand Emperor,” the ruler of the Ancient Phoenix Kingdom, Heavenly Phoenix Empress, stamred.
At once the surroundings fell silent.
Those two words weighed upon them like a thousand mountains, leaving them breathless.
No matter who was present, whether an ancestor of an imperial lineage, or an undying old monster among rogue cultivators, no matter how famous across the world, or spanning several eras, before the words “Grand Emperor,” they were lighter than feathers, not worth ntioning.
“What day is this? How could two Grand Emperors appear together?”
Soone stamred loudly.
So looked at the man on the throne, then at the figure within the sedan chair, all staring at each other in shock.
In such circumstances, they were re cannon fodder, unable to control their fate.
“Since a Grand Emperor appears within the Divine Gate,” soone thought of a terrifying truth.
“Could it be the God Emperor never actually died?”
Or perhaps the God Emperor had only been wounded, spending all these years recuperating.
Many of the imperial lineages recalled their part in the siege against the Divine Gate back then, and a chill ran from their feet to their skulls.
Even the presence within the sedan chair fell silent for a long ti.
It seed even she had not expected that a Grand Emperor might still exist in this world.
“Who are you?” the one within the sedan chair asked.
Her voice was light and ethereal, like the Milky Way scattering down from the Ninth Heaven.
“Though I am not of the sa era as Empress Hongtian, I know you are absolutely not her. Am I right?” The God Emperor slowly stood.
In that instant, heaven and earth seed to gather around him.
Laws flowed, profound anings surged forth, and the sound of the Grand Dao reverberated.
“Grand Empress Hongtian would never, for sothing like this, forcibly open the Grand Dao and descend to the Primordial Heartlands.”
The one within the sedan chair was silent for a long while, for the God Emperor’s words were true.
Grand Empress Hongtian would never lower her status. If she truly wished to kill Xu Zimo, she would face him directly when he arrived in the Outer Heavens.
Not like this, aningless.
To be precise, the one here feared Xu Zimo bore Heaven’s Will, feared she could not kill him later, so she descended early.
To a true Empress, this was absurd.
“This has nothing to do with you,” the one within the sedan chair replied coolly. “Do you intend to protect him? Even if you can shield him for a while, you cannot shield him for a lifeti. In the end, you will only bring fire upon yourself.”
“No, no, no, I think you may have misunderstood,” the God Emperor waved his hand.
Then he turned and bowed deeply to Xu Zimo.
“I greet my lord.”
The words fell, and the already silent world grew even quieter.
Everyone’s jaws nearly dropped to the ground, mouths wide open, unable to close for a long ti.
“What…what did he just say?” soone asked, unable to believe their ears.
“Could the God Emperor actually be that devil’s subordinate?”
Soone whispered.
At that mont, everyone felt the so-called Demon-Slaying Alliance was nothing but a joke.
Especially Baili Xiao, lying on the ground, her face pale as death.
Xu Zimo’s earlier words echoed in her ears.
Look, in this great era the storms rise, all the prodigies ascend the stage. You sing your part, then I appear.
For others, they represent the future of the Primordial Heartlands, the final contest of Heaven’s Will.
But to , they are nothing more than clowns in a performance.
Baili Xiao slowly lifted her head to look at Xu Zimo.
His face was calm and indifferent, as though all before him, Grand Emperors descending, the so-called Demon-Slaying Alliance, were nothing but illusions, unworthy of notice.
“You planned this all along, didn’t you?” Baili Xiao said. “I could never see through you, not from the beginning to the end.”
Just as everything was frozen in deadlock, with all eyes fixed on Xu Zimo, waiting for his next move,
From the distance ca another sound of air being torn apart.
“Master Xu, it has been many days. How have you been?”
Another group of black-robed figures flew from the far horizon.
This group was far larger in number, led by ten figures, with the others trailing a few steps behind.
As they stood arrayed, their numbers covered the sky.
“It’s the Dark Primordial Race,” soone cried out again.
Among the ten leaders, one removed the hood from his black robe, savoring the sunlight.
Taking a deep breath, he laughed: “The outside air is so fresh.”
Xu Zimo looked up. This man was none other than Death God Qin of the Ten Death Gods of the Dark Primordial Race.
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