Could this really not have been a dream?
For Sun Diandian, who had lived under the shadow of this middle-aged Emperor Lord's nightmare since childhood, it truly felt as unreal as a dream.
Who could have imagined that the lofty Law Enforcement Emperor Lord of the Nine Hells Holy Teachings would now be crawling at her grandmaster's feet, not daring to move even a finger? It was simply too fantastical.
For Sun Ziwang, it felt like a dream as well—utterly unbelievable!
From the very first day he learned of his teacher, he had known that his teacher was formidable. Otherwise, he would not have knelt outside his teacher's door for ten years, begging to be accepted.
At that time, hatred had filled his entire heart and soul. He had been single-mindedly bent on revenge, and what he had pursued most doggedly was power. He could not have been wrong about that feeling.
He had known even then that his teacher was powerful. Emperor Lords were already among the few supreme experts beneath heaven and earth.
Yet he had never, in his wildest dreams, expected his teacher to be powerful to such a degree. Even the Law Enforcement Emperor Lord of the Nine Hells Holy Teachings could only behave with utmost respect before him, not even daring to raise his head for a glance.
Such majesty was beyond anything he could imagine. He knew that Celestial Venerables existed, but figures of that level were simply too far removed from him. Emperor Lords were the highest level he could come into contact with, while Celestial Venerables were more like myths and legends—legends one could only gaze upon from afar, never reach.
Even among Emperor Lords, there were many who had never truly met a Celestial Venerable, much less Quasi-Emperors and God Kings