The Enraged Divine Lord
A God Emperor who ruled over the gods of the heavens.
An invincible powerhouse whom countless Transcendents willingly followed.
Yet he had been judged by a young Great Emperor as merely mediocre.
If any other Great Emperor had said such a thing, everyone would have thought that Great Emperor was so arrogant he did not know the height of heaven or the depth of earth.
But when those words came from An Bulang's mouth, none of the great figures found them out of place.
Even now, the Divine Lord was pierced by An Bulang's Black and White Divine Chains, hanging in the boundless starry sky without a shred of dignity.
Throughout the Myriad Worlds, perhaps only An Bulang had the right to judge the Divine Lord like this.
The Divine Lord had never imagined that such a day would come, that he would be utterly beaten down by another Great Emperor.
His Emperor Artifact had been shattered, his Emperor techniques broken, and even his Life Origin was being relentlessly ground away...
Am I going to die?
The Divine Lord suddenly felt this way.
After countless years, after ages of immortality and indestructibility, this unfamiliar feeling had actually returned once more.
He had thought he would never feel this again...
An Bulang pointed a finger at the Divine Lord.
Pitch-black energy transformed into a pillar of light, piercing directly through the Divine Lord's head, which was as hard as an Emperor Artifact, and dragging an endless black abyss behind it.
The Divine Lord screamed again, more than half his Life Origin erased.
"No... I cannot die here. I absolutely cannot die here!"
The Divine Lord erupted with an unprecedented will to survive, his divine power exploding forth like tens of thousands of layers of oceans.
Yet the