"Have they all come?"
Zhong Yue and Mo Yin exchanged a glance, both feeling a slight chill in their hearts.
"I fear it is not just these two. The other Great Emperors will likely come as well."
Mo Yin shook his head slightly, not surprised.
Emperor Ming and the Empress had died too quickly—so quickly that the other Great Emperors had not even had time to react.
But Fu Shang had entered the imperial throne and immediately gone into seclusion, naturally giving them room for speculation.
He rose to his feet and said solemnly, "Those who come bear ill intent. Tai Emperor, you should ask the Heavenly Emperor to emerge from seclusion."
"Open the nine cities and welcome the Great Emperors inside."
Zhong Yue rose as well, his expression calm as he casually instructed the divine general to leave.
Then he chuckled softly and stepped out of the great hall.
Mo Yin followed behind Zhong Yue, unable to suppress his admiration.
Though Zhong Yue held immense authority, he was ultimately only a True God. Yet he remained so calm and composed that Mo Yin could not help but feel inferior.
The two strolled forward, one before the other, and stepped out of the great hall.
There, amid the boundless starry sky beyond the divine city billions upon billions of miles away, endless demonic light suddenly erupted. Black radiance shrouded the stars, while enormous spinning wheels rose amid towering demonic intent, forming rivers of stars.
"Where is the Heavenly Emperor? Yang Hou has come to offer congratulations!"
The thunderous voice shook the endless galaxy, its imperial might reverberating across tens of millions of miles of sky.
It was as though a Six Paths world had manifested, its aura unbelievably powerful!
"This Demon Emperor Yang Hou attained the Dao by sacrificing an