The hammer that would annihilate a domain still hung in the heavens.
The Ghost Emperor holding the banner showed not the slightest flicker of emotion.
Malice churned within his chest.
Buzz!
"Who are you?"
Ghost Emperor Tu Shan Jun's gaze was like blades, cleaving apart the primordial magnetism's devilish light as he sought to drag out the person hiding behind the canopy of heaven.
Ripples spread.
A hazy imperial shadow manifested at the end of the world.
"Emperor—"
"Form!"
Emperor Form said gravely, "I am willing to use the accumulations of this era, along with the boundless Baleful Intent of the Devil Abyss, to help you become an emperor!"
"I only ask that you show mercy. Do not destroy the New Domain and bore through the Bitter Land. Once either of these places is lost, the Devil Heaven will become unstable, and all living beings will suffer unspeakable misery, displaced and homeless."
Tu Shan Jun looked down upon the world, his expression savage. He truly had considered the devilfolk before. As one of the common people who had once been refined by cultivators, Tu Shan Jun did not wish to turn his hand against them.
But if he did not act, he would only be destroyed by the Devil Heaven.
Water could carry a boat, but it could also overturn it.
Water's power was boundless. In the hands of those with ill intent, water was a supreme weapon of slaughter, capable of destroying everything like withered wood and rotten weeds.
By himself, he simply could not contend against them.
If not for the aid of his sect's foundations, he would already have died beneath the blade.
Now, he was merely returning tooth for tooth and blood for blood, yet they sought to forcibly obstruct him.
Why? Tu Shan Jun roared