The Two Emperors Arrive and Face Off

Hongjun did not care who ascended. After all, he was the Spokesperson of the Primordial Heavenly Dao and had to take responsibility for the Prehistoric World. These people could ascend into the Prehistoric World if they wanted; it did not matter. After all, once the Prehistoric World became the Chaos Great World, its territory had expanded tremendously. Even its borderlands stretched for trillions upon trillions of miles.

Therefore, it did not matter that Emperor Xin · Zi Shou and Ying Zheng's two nations had ascended into the Prehistoric World. As long as they did not disrupt the Prehistoric World's original development trajectory, Hongjun would not interfere.

Although the Prehistoric World had changed, its essence had not. Thus, the Tribulation would still occur. No matter how many people came, it was fine—as long as they did not disrupt the Prehistoric World's original development trajectory, Hongjun would not interfere.

What a joke. Damn, even I, Hongjun, want to quit, all right? Hell, ever since I took this job as the Heavenly Dao Spokesperson, I haven't had a proper rest, all right?

I want to be a salted fish! A salted fish!! A salted fish!!!

Important things had to be said three times!!

But... sigh... talking about it only brought tears...

"Long time no see!!!" First Emperor · Ying Zheng's aura surged majestically. Thunder raged around him, while behind him, the phantom of a hundred-zhang black azure dragon roared. His Imperial Might shook the heavens!!

"Indeed! Long time no see!!" Standing a thousand meters away, Emperor Xin · Zi Shou nodded. Red energy interwoven with thunder surrounded him, transforming into the phantom of a hundred-zhang red lightning dragon that roared above his head. Like First Emperor, his Imperial Might shook the heavens, and his voice carried for hundreds of miles!!!

"Form ranks!!!"