When the resplendent Great Sun descended upon heaven and earth, everything fell silent. All light was stripped away, leaving only that sun as it descended from the skies.
The flaming curtain formed by the Quasi-Emperor-grade formation array no longer remained dormant either. It rose of its own accord, instantly expanding to several inches thick and blocking the way before Flame Liu Imperial Son. It did not dare disregard it.
Sizzle—
When that golden, radiant Great Sun crashed into the crimson curtain, the Quasi-Sixth-grade Formation Array's light screen caved in with a huge crater. Ripples spread outward in ring after ring as the Great Sun and crimson light annihilated one another, producing terrifying sizzling sounds.
Even space silently melted away. Any King who touched it would die, with no chance of escape.
When the Great Sun had eroded to a certain extent,
Boom!
A terrifying explosion erupted between heaven and earth. Vast stretches of space shattered. Apart from the Flame Emperor Throne, the palace beams and pillars snapped, and the roof collapsed, exposing a broad patch of sky.
Amid the smoke and dust, Blood Robe Daoist was sent flying back dozens of miles as though struck by a massive hammer.
Yet he was not injured.
Golden-yellow and crimson flames burned in Jiang Ding's eyes as he stared at the Flame Emperor Throne.
"Quasi-Emperor!!"
Amid the collapsing rubble, beams, and roof tiles, Flame Liu Imperial Son sat on the Flame Emperor Throne with a horrified expression. "You possess Quasi-Emperor-grade power?"
"Impossible!"
"This is absolutely impossible!"
A Quasi-Emperor!
Even among the Horned Demon Tribe, such beings were towering figures at the very pinnacle. There were even fewer Quasi-Emperors than Great Emperors—far fewer. No, not merely fewer; there might not even be any at all!
Ordinary Kings could not possibly possess the foundation of