Emperor

"It's time!" Huangfu Tiangang, now utterly transformed, gave the word. Everyone resolutely extended their dragon claws before their faces and forcibly gouged out their own eyes.

"Go!" Huangfu Tiangang hurled the Stars Sword into the air, kicked off with both feet, then stepped onto the sword and flew toward Yak's Gate.

Xuanpin's Daoist Robe suddenly shrank, then bulged again. A bizarre golden dragon covered head to tail in golden claws burst from within the robe and charged toward Yak's Gate.

Once the two of them left, the others each crossed the sea like the Eight Immortals, displaying their own divine abilities as they rushed toward Yak's Gate.

As they moved, the feng shui spiritual veins of the entire world moved with them. They had not merely borrowed the fortune of the dragon veins—they had even borrowed the fortune of the whole world.

When Li Huowang opened his eyes again, he found himself sprawled on the ground, blood pouring from his nose. His head spun, and he could barely stand.

Even so, Li Huowang still remembered everything that had just happened with perfect clarity. Not a single detail had been forgotten.

This was not simply showing him that secret. It was forcibly stuffing that secret straight into Li Huowang's mind.

"So... so that was it! They couldn't help Siming by themselves, nor could they possibly have helped. That was why they borrowed the two dragon veins and the earth veins of the whole world, earning the right to involve themselves in Siming's battle! I knew Xuanpin had a backup plan!"

But after saying that, the excitement on Li Huowang's face gradually faded. Even so, Xuanpin and the others had ultimately still died.

Yet before Li Huowang had time to mourn them, something strange happened. Those incomparably clear memories in his mind