The Old Emperor glanced at Chen Yi and the others, sensing such a clear threat of death for the first time.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"You truly are troublesome. But it seems you chose the wrong place to fight."
"Where are the troops stationed in the imperial capital? Where are the ministers and generals?!"
The Old Emperor knew that his Combat Awareness and abilities were inferior to those of the other Rank 7s, yet he still dared to return alone.
Why?
Because this was his stronghold.
Since when did returning to one's own stronghold require such caution?
As the Old Emperor's words fell, Rank 7s throughout the imperial capital responded.
Immediately afterward, one Profound Yellow Dharma Body after another appeared, seeming to hold up the heavens and stand upon the earth.
The place where Chen Yi and the Old Emperor fought was on the same continent as the imperial capital.
Even with the Calamity Qi's interference, they could still detect it from this distance.
If these Rank 7s had not come until now, they could only have deliberately chosen not to come.
But the moment they stepped onto the battlefield, they were greeted by—
Thump!
That was the Wither Heart beating.
Dong!
That was the Li Huo Bell ringing.
One more step forward brought them into that tangible yet immaterial domain.
The instant they entered the domain, the Power of Existence drawn from the soldiers' momentum was burned away. The momentum itself collapsed and could not gather again.
Without the soldiers' momentum, the Profound Yellow Dharma Bodies were like punctured balloons.
They rapidly shrank.
"Your Majesty! This boy is vicious!"
"Your Majesty, what kind of method is this?!"
"I'm a military general! I don't know literary methods! Someone save my soldiers!"
The moment those