"I reached the Sixth Layer of the Netherworld Entry Realm within a few breaths. I should have been the Universe Controller of this cosmic domain, yet fate was against me—I only Ascended to Void and Entered Sainthood at the end of the calamity..."
With an imposing imperial crown atop his head, Emperor Liang seemed to bear the new light of the apocalypse. Under Peng Mo's indulgence, he finally pushed his cultivation realm to the Sixth Layer of the Netherworld Entry Realm.
At this point, his reserves and potential had been completely exhausted. Or rather, without the support of the many Lands of the Universe, this was as far as he could temporarily go.
Yet even the Sixth Layer of the Netherworld Entry Realm still could not possibly survive in the hands of Peng Mo, who stood at the Seventh Layer of the Beyond Tribulation Realm.
The last Child of the Cosmos rolled his eyes, then bowed toward the Primordial Azure Palace high beyond the void, toward that hazy Dao shadow in green. His voice shook the emptiness. "Saint Yun, since you are the Universe Controller at the end of the Primordial Beginning, you must govern impartially. Now that I have attained sainthood and taken my place beyond the void, I am already one of your subordinates. How can you allow Peng Mo to commit such violence and slaughter at will...?"
He was somewhat clever, at least. He knew that his hope of survival ultimately lay with that Saint's Shadow in green, which stood as though at the center of the Primordial Beginning.
"Sharp-tongued vermin, stirring up trouble! Let me see how I suppress you!"
The moment Peng Mo heard this, unease stirred in his heart. With a furious shout, the eight sides of the Golden Feather Dao Domain crushed inward,