That dignified voice fell from the infinite heights like thunder from the nine heavens.
The darkness between heaven and earth seemed to freeze for an instant because of it.
Before the voice had faded, a beam of chaotic-colored light tore through the void from the eastern horizon and descended with a crash!
Within the beam of light stood a figure in silver robes, hands clasped behind his back, sleeves whipping, long hair loose, Chaos Thunder Light flowing around him.
The lightning was not dazzling, yet it contained a supreme majesty that made even heaven and earth submit.
On the Great Thousand World's side, countless experts suddenly raised their heads.
"It's... it's the Thunder Emperor!"
"The Thunder Emperor has come out of seclusion!"
"Mo Yu! It's Mo Yu!"
Qin Tian, the Undying Lord, the Azure-Clad Sword Saint, Futur Xuan, Mohetian... disbelief first appeared on the faces of every Heavenly Sovereign, then turned into wild joy.
It was the excitement of grasping at a lifeline in the abyss of despair, the exhilaration of seeing the first ray of dawn in the darkness.
Xiao Yan and Lin Dong looked at each other, both seeing relief in the other's eyes.
"He's here," Xiao Yan said in a low voice, the corner of his mouth lifting in a smile. Lin Dong nodded, and the light of the Ancestor Talisman in his hand grew even brighter.
The Heavenly Evil God's brows lifted slightly, and at last, a trace of change appeared on that face which had always worn a gentle smile.
He raised his eyes to the figure descending from the sky. Sensing the mystery inside him that even he could not see through, a grave look flashed through his eyes.
Mo Yu walked through the air. With every step he took, Chaos Thunder Light gathered