The Ghost King's enormous body flew backward wildly through the Huantian Ghost Domain, as though it had been struck by some terrifying force.
Ye Xiwen and the others, who had escaped with their lives, were all dumbstruck. They watched the surging energy rushing through the void, as if the entire Huantian Ghost Domain had boiled over with a terrible power.
"This is..." Ye Xiwen stared blankly at the countless runes emerging in the sky. They represented another direction of the laws, a level he had never encountered before.
They were laws that he could not decipher even now. Even when he activated the Mysterious Space within his body, he could not interpret them at all.
"Could these be Emperor-level runes?" A thought suddenly struck him. It was said that an Emperor had once laid down seals here to suppress the Wrathful Ghosts.
"Yan Emperor!" The Ghost King roared madly, staring at the barrier that had appeared, its eyes flashing with bitter hatred.
This barrier possessed enormous destructive power against ghosts and monsters. For countless years, it had suppressed their entire race.
A look of astonishment appeared on Ye Xiwen's face. He had never expected that the great emperor who had defeated the Ghost Emperor and subdued the ghost domain back then would actually be the legendary Yan Emperor.
On humanity's road to rise, every one among the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors was revered and yearned for by countless people. Even after endless years, the legends surrounding them remained immortal.
"Could it be humanity's Yan Emperor?" The Red-Robed Old Monster's expression also gained a measure of respect. No matter what, anyone who became an Emperor was worthy of the reverence of all races. Such an existence was no longer on the same level as them.
Any Emperor-level existence could dominate