A flash of panic crossed Son of Heaven Taishang the instant he appeared, but he quickly recovered. He narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Father, do you want to try your child's Nine Heavens True Dragon Qi again?"
He revealed a wild, unruly smile, as if he were the Heavenly Emperor.
Yet in the face of his forcefulness, the Heavenly Emperor remained cold, only watching him quietly.
The Heavenly Emperor's gaze made Son of Heaven Taishang feel as if thorns were pricking his back, and his heart sank to the bottom.
He became more and more certain that the Heavenly Emperor was not testing him, and that made him begin to despair.
The reason he had been able to obtain the Heavenly Court's power before was because he had forced the Heavenly Emperor's hand, causing things to become extremely unpleasant. Now that he had lost his cultivation, how could the Heavenly Emperor let him off?
He and the Heavenly Emperor had long since gone beyond the relationship of father and son, becoming enemies. Such enemies were not mortal enemies, but opposing sides beneath the power of the Heavenly Dao.
How long the Heavenly Emperor had lived, even he, a Son of Heaven, did not know. But what he could be certain of was that even when facing his own son, an enraged Heavenly Emperor would not show mercy, and would not even regret a single execution.
Some Sons of Heaven had been cast down to the mortal world, some had been exiled into Chaos, some had fallen into the Underworld, beyond redemption through ten thousand calamities, and some had simply had both body and spirit annihilated, ceasing to exist.
No matter how he thought about it, Son of Heaven Taishang felt that he would meet the most miserable end, perhaps even