"You really treated me as a coordinate, as a lighthouse to guide you back!"
Above the starry sky, the incomplete being at the Immortal Emperor level—the Dark Side of the Corpse Immortal Emperor—spoke with intense emotion, deeply unwilling to accept this.
He felt rather tragic. His continued existence had only been to serve as an important marker of the Dao.
"Good thing you didn't return. Before this, no matter what I did, you couldn't interfere!" the Dark Side of the Corpse Immortal Emperor laughed.
He was unwilling to accept this, unwilling to resign himself to such an outcome. He had also realized the threat posed by the True Self's return.
Darkness Power surged as a pitch-black hand grabbed toward Yang Qing.
His attacks became sharper and more terrifying. Anyone could see that he wanted to kill Yang Qing.
Clearly, he could no longer concern himself with anything else. He only wanted to quickly kill Yang Qing before finding a way to escape.
The black hand was immensely terrifying, enough to cover the entire starry sky and suffocate everything beneath it.
Terrifying power erupted. The surrounding stars trembled, about to rain down in showers, while the galaxy itself seemed ready to explode.
Provoked by the True Self, the Dark Side of the Corpse Immortal Emperor unleashed even more terrifying power.
Yet, faced with the Dark Side of the Corpse Immortal Emperor's desperate assault, Yang Qing became even more excited.
To him, the more terrifying the strength the Dark Side displayed, the more it was exactly what he wanted to see.
Only greater pressure could continuously awaken his talent. This was the feeling he sought.
Facing the pitch-black hand boiling with Darkness Power, facing the Dark Side that was infinitely close to an Immortal Emperor, he gripped the Sky-Supporting Immortal Sword and