Within the soul of the blazing sun, the blond man stepped forward a few paces, his face almost pressed against the sun's surface as his eyes fixed on the scarlet pair of eyes in the sky.
The endless wronged souls, like a flock of crows, were about to bite into his face. He was already at the end of the road!
But at this moment...
A different, bizarre smile appeared on his face.
That smile made one's scalp prickle.
"I once said this: you two youngsters truly are heaven-defying, true miracles. But! The Land of Order is my territory. Even you are outsiders, so you have no right to contend with me!"
"I am the true, pure Son of the Sun!"
"Even if your Dao stands one foot higher, my devilish might will stand ten feet higher!!"
Within the soul of the blazing sun, the more he spoke, the more twisted his face became!
After the distortion came laughter—wild, uninhibited laughter that had him rocking back and forth.
As though he carried the loneliness of a peerless master.
"You forced me to this point, so let the feast of death come once more!"
The more he spoke, the more ferocious he looked.
Ye Lingfeng was not intimidated by him. He continued urging the wronged souls to take revenge.
But at that moment, within the Yanhuang Coffin, he sensed an unusual change.
The Sun Emperor laughed even harder.
"Begin!!"
Through that blazing soul, he pressed his face against the burning flames, smiling as he calmly watched the scarlet eyes in the heavens.
Ye Lingfeng's heart was being roasted by torment.
What exactly had he done?
"Let me remind you: when the Emperor and the Mindless Worm died on Sirius Frigid, its Netherworld Guardian Formation vanished. And now, all nine emperors of