Deep within the core of the Foreign Realm lay an ancient land floating in the universe, solid and indestructible. A Divine Temple stood there, radiating a pale golden glow. It was incomparably sacred, accompanied by light rain that made the place seem exceptionally peaceful.
It seemed capable of dissolving all worldly disputes and erasing the killing intent of All Heavens. Here, everything was tranquil and harmonious, sacred yet strange, carrying an indescribable sensation.
The Foreign Realm had repeatedly launched world-destroying wars in search of certain things, slaughtering countless living beings. Every Immortal King had blood covering both hands. Yet there was such a serene place in the Foreign Realm, holy and flawless, making one wish to cast everything aside and sever all killing intent. It was deeply strange.
At that moment, the Foreign Realm giant Crimson King stood beside the golden Divine Temple, dragging his damaged body. The Red King Furnace circled protectively at his side. A massive black shadow shifted continuously with his incantations, mighty and terrifying, towering over heaven and earth as though it would burst the universe apart.
"You bastard, go face your tribulation!"
Cracks covered Crimson King's body, as if his entire form had been forcibly pieced back together. Bright Immortal King Blood flowed from him from time to time. He continuously chanted incantations and summoned, causing the incomparably powerful creature to open its eyes. Its gaze was sharp beyond measure and struck terror into the soul.
Boom!
The creature attacked across the void, reaching for the fleeing Yan Kuan. Its enormous hand tore through space and shattered everything in its way, its power tyrannical to the extreme.
"So you still failed to Breakthrough King to Emperor. This is still Immortal King Realm power. You cannot kill me."
Yan Kuan's figure instantly scattered, only to reappear