Blazing immortal light shot straight into the Ninth Heaven. Yanmo Emperor's iron armor seemed to come alive in an instant, completely merging with his flesh-and-blood emperor body and becoming true skin amid the explosively burning gray immortal radiance.
Gray hair hung upside down and danced wildly, while his rotating eyes evolved once more.
Immortal eyes emerged in startling splendor.
They cleaved through chaos and forged divine light of annihilation.
The immortal inscriptions upon the Yan Emperor Battle Halberd lit up one after another.
Ancient, vast immortal breath, yet filled with supreme spiritual inspiration, fused into one.
A gray palm reached out amid ten thousand turns of immortal light.
It seized the battle halberd.
Boom!
All inscriptions shone at once, and immortal light surged brilliantly.
Yanmo Emperor forced back the approaching Tu Shan Jun.
"Stride across the Nine Heavens, split the Ten Lands, slaughter the mortal world, and make ghosts and gods flee!"
His gaze lowered as he slowly raised his left arm. The small shield immediately blazed with light. "To force me into such a state, you are already among the world's foremost!"
"After this battle, one of us will vanish. I do not know whether it will be you, me, or someone else. What a pity that I could not use this move to become a true immortal..."
Endless loneliness lay in Yanmo Emperor's words. He had waited far too long, far too long.
As an expert who had survived since the ancient era, his own 'vanishing' was not far away. Every strike brought him one step closer to death. What kind of great divine ability was that?
If one could not become immortal, then ascending to the realm of great divine abilities held no meaning at all.
His support for the Underworld had not been solely for its