The Primal Ancestor saw every future and discovered that no matter what he did, even if he used his two remaining marks, it would be futile. In the end, he would still be pinned down by that giant hand.
Just like Houtu Empress moments ago, there was no escape! "I refuse to believe the future has no solution!" The Primal Ancestor spread his palm, and two beams of light shot into the sky, illuminating the entire Underworld.
Emperor Runes interwove into a fierce offensive, shredding the two beams. The giant hand descended and suppressed the Primal Ancestor.
"Who are you?!"
"What right does a rebel have to know My name?"
The First Emperor looked down on the Primal Ancestor and answered with a contemptuous smile.
Jiang Li stood with his hands behind his back, looking around. Seeing that the people of the Underworld were wounded but not fatally so, he breathed a sigh of relief.
They had not come too late.
Jiang Li and the First Emperor had crossed into World Number 809, and their exit happened to be near the Underworld.
Jiang Li had walked ahead of the First Emperor, but compared to him, Jiang Li had far too little presence. Whether it was the Underworld's side or the Immortal World's side, everyone had noticed only the First Emperor.
"A Heavenly Dao-level being?!" The Primal Ancestor was horrified. How could a Heavenly Dao-level lifeform appear out of thin air?
The Primal Ancestor had never met Idle Jiang Li and did not recognize the First Emperor's identity. But how many Heavenly Dao-level beings had there ever been throughout the ages? "What is your relationship with Jiang Li?!"
The First Emperor stepped on the Primal Ancestor's face. When he moved his foot away, a shoeprint remained on it. "I told you.