No one knew exactly how far the Witch Emperor had recovered, but according to Wu Wei's earlier assessment, the Witch Emperor should still have been far from his peak. Otherwise, the Witch Clan would not have waited until King Zhouyi left before launching their counterattack.
But now, the human Wang Hous realized that Wu Wei's judgment had been wildly off.
Even if the Witch Emperor had not yet returned to his prime, he had undoubtedly regained the true standing of a Great Emperor.
Separated by an unknown number of layers of space, the Witch Emperor had relied on nothing more than a soul-piercing shriek from a projection to send the human Wang Hous sprawling. Wu Jun, in particular, had paid an unknown price to dispel it all.
Yet the Witch Emperor's methods did not end there.
When scarlet flooded heaven and earth, Shen Qian truly understood just how vast the gap was between himself under the boost of Emperor's Demeanor and a genuine Great Emperor.
The manifestation of a single emotion had turned the world for thousands of miles into a crimson prison.
Shen Qian was at his weakest. In an instant, his eyes were dyed scarlet, and an inexplicable madness filled his heart, making him want to destroy everything around him, including himself.
And so, raging flames truly ignited across his body.
Just then, a chill abruptly spread throughout his body, extinguishing the nameless fire in his heart.
Shen Qian turned his head blankly and saw a small golden tower, roughly resembling the Sky-Reaching Tower, spinning above his head and completely blocking the Witch Emperor's "aura" outside.
"This is a bonded spirit artifact I nurtured using the Myriad Manifestations Tower. It can protect you until the exit. Go now. The formation is about to close... From now on, the