"May I ask how the Emperor needs me to prove it?"
At that, Meng Chuan watched as He slowly rose from His throne.
His golden helmet shone like the sun, His purple robe billowed, and an indescribable pressure swept in all directions.
At the same time, the bronze cranes in the hall folded their wings, the jade lamps froze their flames, the coiling dragons on the beams seemed stiffened, and incense ash hung suspended without falling.
Even the air had completely congealed. All sounds fell silent, leaving only divine might drifting and flowing through the air.
The Emperor extended His hand and clenched it in the void.
Faint ripples spread. Something invisible seemed to abruptly appear, struggling violently.
Meng Chuan looked with his senses and concluded inwardly:
A Concept-Type Sky Demon.
He guessed it had been captured from the Fengdu Great Cave.
He himself had most likely been brought from there into this palace in the same manner just now.
The Sky Demon gradually resigned itself to its fate and stopped struggling.
A suit of treasure armor flew in from outside the palace, hovering above the struggling thing.
"I shall have a Celestial Soldier fight you, to prove that your words are true."
"Alright."
Meng Chuan nodded, pondering inwardly:
So this is how True Martial Emperor's Celestial Soldiers and Generals come about?
His thoughts flashed like lightning, and he instantly understood:
Concept-Type Sky Demons can steal incense divine power. Immortals and Buddhas also possess corresponding means of using incense to counter them.
It seemed that incense power was a double-edged sword, whether for immortals and Buddhas or for Sky Demons.
Concept-Type Sky Demons could steal incense power to bolster themselves.
Immortals and Buddhas could likewise use incense power to deal with such Sky Demons, even control them and turn them