"Em... Emperor Realm!"
Long Ze, who had been preparing to inscribe the Dragon Transformation Immortal Scripture, suddenly raised his head, his eyes reflecting heaven-sweeping energy fluctuations.
Lin Xuan and Lan An also looked up, alarm flashing through their eyes.
In the distant sky, terrifying power fluctuations emerged. Space shattered madly, as though the entire world were about to be destroyed.
"Not an ordinary Emperor Realm—it's the Eternal Emperor Realm!"
Lin Xuan's heart instantly grew heavy. His Divine Eyes had already opened on their own, his gaze crossing an endless distance as a tall, upright figure entered his field of vision.
As if sensing his gaze, the tall figure looked back indifferently, and boundless majesty immediately surged forth.
Lin Xuan promptly closed his Divine Eyes, waves of stabbing pain shooting through both eyes.
"Not just an ordinary Eternal Emperor Realm either. From the Zhan clan... I've never seen this man before."
Lin Xuan was more tense than ever, but at that moment, two more terrifying energy fluctuations rose in the sky.
"Zhan Taichong, your hand reaches too far. It has stretched all the way into the Eastern Domain."
"Hehe... You, the War God of this age, really have no shame. Are you actually planning to attack a junior?"
As the two voices resounded through the heavens, the powers of wind and fire instantly billowed across the sky.
Lin Xuan's expression eased slightly. He had sensed familiar auras.
"Martial granduncles!"
Lin Xuan looked in another direction and immediately saw, high in the sky, violent gales sweeping a sea of towering flames forward at an incomparably terrifying speed, rapidly closing in on the upright figure in the distant sky.
"You two old fellows think you can stop me?"
"Does Divine Firmament have no one left?"
Zhan Taichong's cold voice rang between heaven and