Boom!
Endless Blood Rain drowned the mountains and rivers.
An "Emperor" of the Human Race had fallen!
No matter what, Chong Hua had once been the supreme lord of the Human Race's Bird Master. After destroying the Dragon Master, annexing the Eastern Yi, and establishing the Divine Kingdom and Divine Dao, he had even become qualified to contend for the position of White Emperor.
—He had possessed that qualification.
But now, he had fallen. It was as if a piece of the Human Race's sky had collapsed. Countless related orders crumbled, while the Human Race's destiny seethed and overturned, as though it had suffered an immeasurable loss.
The wind howled mournfully, and Blood Rain stretched endlessly across the land. The sight was both terrifying and horrifying.
In the area cleaved apart by the Mountain Splitting Divine Axe, within a void-like cavern of chaos, a figure staggered out, carrying the broken Witch-Slaying Sword. Divine Blood dyed his entire body red.
Heavenly Emperor Di Jun!
He had survived by sheer luck.
But he had also paid a terrible price. The identity of Chong Hua had been permanently sealed and abolished, while he himself had only a few breaths of life remaining.
Fortunately, the status and rank of the Heavenly Emperor were powerful enough. He was the nominal co-lord of the Primordial World's living beings, recognized by the Heavenly Dao. Naturally, he was extraordinary!
Even after the rebellions of the Witch Clan and Human Race, the concept of "righteousness" could still be exploited for profit.
When Di Jun reclaimed this identity, he finally managed to survive. Facing Wen Ming, who was incomparably weak after swinging the divine axe, he gritted his teeth and gave a sinister sneer. "Are you happy now?"
"You slew Chong Hua. Do you think you've won?"
"The Dragon Master