The End of Six Hundred Thousand Years of Seclusion: An Invincible Supreme of the Endless Starry Sky Is Being Born
Within the Immortal Sect's fortune, every trace belonging to dragons and emperors had been swept away.
"Roar..."
The remaining True Dragon Fortune roared and bellowed, but its voice gradually weakened before finally collapsing completely.
In that instant, disasters throughout the Immortal Sect reached another new peak. Heaven and earth trembled with unease, and many people became terrified, as though the apocalypse had descended.
An emperor was not merely oppression, but order as well!
What a Fortune Dynasty lost when it lost its emperor was absolutely not freedom, but disaster: white bones strewn across the fields, not a rooster crowing for a thousand miles, the whole society plunging into apocalyptic disorder.
All common people would fall into a misfortune where humans were worth less than dogs. There would not be a single winner; all today's laughter would turn into bitter weeping.
This was why emperors were so important in Fortune Dynasties. They were pillars, and the entire Fortune Dynasty system was frantically resisting a future without an emperor.
An apocalypse where people ate one another was about to arrive!
Heaven and earth were sounding the alarm, fortune was issuing warnings—everything was utterly real.
Yet the Immortal Sect Supremes remained calm.
The Immortal Sect Citizens sneered and remained determined to kill the emperor within the fortune, utterly ignoring however many terrifying warnings arose.
"Wuwuwu..."
The True Dragon Fortune let out a mournful cry. In the end, it could no longer sustain these apocalyptic scenes. It could only send forth a venomous curse, completely detonating the fortune under its control and ceasing to uphold this Fortune Dynasty.
It wanted to die together with these lowly people who had betrayed it!
Boom!
Rumble!
In the void, some structure supporting fortune seemed to shatter, explode, and collapse.
Once the smoke dispersed and all spiritual light