"So... that's how it is..."
Eternal Universe Immortal Emperor muttered to himself, his voice hoarse as if scoured by blood-colored sandpaper, carrying bone-deep bitterness and unwillingness.
The hundreds of millions of soul totems on his Black and Yellow Ancient Robe now hung listlessly. The Nine Dragon Emperor Crown sat crookedly on his brow, and the dripping Blood-colored Divine Fluid was no longer a symbol of majesty. Instead, it resembled a loser's blood and tears, striking the shattered ground and leaving sizzling corrosive marks.
"You had already fused your Inner World with the Heavenly Domain and become the master of this land... No wonder you could still remain three parts composed beneath this emperor's World-Ending Tribulation..."
Wang Xian stood with his hands behind his back. The Chaos patterns on the hem of his robe rose and fell gently with his breathing, each ripple tugging at the tremors of the Heavenly Domain's laws.
Looking down at this once peerless Ten-Revolutions Immortal Emperor, Wang Xian's gaze was as calm as though he were watching ants fight. In truth, from the perspective of the Heavenly Domain's master, the being before him was indeed no different from an ant.
Eternal Universe Immortal Emperor closed his eyes. His lashes cast bluish-black shadows beneath them as his Adam's apple bobbed heavily, swallowing a mouthful of blood.
He could clearly sense that the Blood-colored Law he had once been so proud of was melting away before the hazy World Phantom behind Wang Xian like lingering snow beneath the blazing sun.
The majesty that had once suppressed several epochs was now like a punctured soap bubble, leaving only scattered flecks of light stabbing at his retinas.
The entire Eternal Universe Forbidden Zone was shrouded in invisible pressure. The blood-red sky resembled congealed plasma, and countless cultivators knelt stiffly on