The players were dumbfounded. They had already backed far away in shock, covering their mouths as they roared inwardly: Emperor Lord was still worrying that hitting a woman would be disgraceful. Why didn't he first consider whether he could beat her?
This was a Tenth-Order Ultimate, and an incomparably powerful one at that. Emperor Lord, you were indeed overbearing and invincible, your realm and combat strength truly unparalleled—but you were not a genuine Super Ancient God! Ultimately, you were not a true, complete Tenth-Order Ultimate!
Even if you had once stood alone across the entire world, when you had yet to become a god and there were no gods in the world; even if you had swept through those of the same rank, suppressed countless ancient eras, and possessed peerless talent, you currently had no Great Dao of your own. Wasn't fighting above your level now a little too much?
Moreover, the opponent looked anything but simple.
They carefully observed this ancient ultimate Great Dao existence of the cosmos. Her nine heads floated in the air like planets, revolving with the regularity of a galaxy. Her aura was vast and ancient, boundless beyond measure, as though they faced the magnificent Heavenly Might of the entire universe, an entire galactic river. The longer they looked, the more horrified they became. She was mysterious beyond imagination.
Then they looked closer.
Iron-based!
That was the Iron-Based Great Dao Bloodline! A fierce chill ran down their spines.
Turning to look, they saw that this terrifying nine-headed woman had an elongated neck. Her nine heads drifted eerily, soft as balloons. Yet upon closer inspection, her fair skin possessed the metallic texture of platinum, carrying a heavy, familiar aura—the Great Dao characteristic of the Iron-Based Clan.
"That's Darkness Mister!"
Someone cried out loudly. Before computers on