A Flick Sends Him Flying (Please Vote Monthly)

The voice was vast and mighty. It did not pierce metal or split stone, yet it covered the hundred-thousand-mile expanse of rugged mountains.

Within those endless mountains, inside an ordinary peak, within a palace, a powerful being in secluded cultivation suddenly opened his eyes.

That being possessed strange, distinctive features. His face was broad and long, his forehead full, his chin slightly raised. He looked majestic and rough, his features carrying the cold severity of something carved by blades and axes. A trace of surprise flashed through his long, narrow eyes.

"An old friend..."

He let out a faint sigh. The divine will scattered through the unseen instantly returned to him. "This voice carries a familiar feeling? It is... Hm?!"

Suddenly, his mind shook, and he abruptly rose to his feet.

Boom!

Mighty divine power surged in all directions, and the palace inside the mountain instantly began to tremble.

"Ah! Evil Emperor, please calm your anger!"

"Ah, my lord, spare us!"

"Mercy!"

Everyone in the palace was alarmed by the Evil Emperor's aura. They all prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling, their faces filled with terror.

Many of them had once been Great Masters of the evil path who dominated their own regions. Yet before this emperor of the evil path, they were as frail as little chicks.

Whoosh—

The black robe on that being's body was stretched taut by his powerful frame, as though it were about to burst apart!

"Gu... Shao...shang!"

Shock flashed through his long, narrow eyes. With a movement, he vanished from the palace.

At the summit of a mountain a hundred thousand miles away, Gu Shaoshang stood with his hands behind his back.

Watching the endlessly trembling mountain range, the corners of his mouth curved slightly upward.

Whoosh—

The void trembled. A pitch-black streak