"True Dragon Divine Abilities? No wonder!"
The hazy aura veiling the Dragon Robe figure's face had already dissipated, revealing the imposing, domineering features of a middle-aged man with a square face.
His gaze fell upon Yang Qingyun, dark and gloomy.
The spatial suppression of the Heaven Emperor's Sword had actually been broken free of, leaving him stunned for a moment. As a result, Yang Qingyun's saber struck home, cleaving him in two.
Although this did not cause him much harm,
as the Heaven Emperor, being cleaved in two by a mere mortal had undoubtedly made his expression rather ugly.
However, that emotion did not remain in the man's heart for long.
Because at this moment, all his attention had been drawn to the power Yang Qingyun had used when breaking free of the spatial lock.
There was no mistaking it!
Although that power was still extremely weak, perhaps not even one ten-billionth of the true True Dragon Divine Abilities, the essence of its power was indeed on the same level as that force!
As the only true existence in the boundless, primal chaos universe,
even though the sliver of power the other party controlled was insignificant compared to the might of the true True Dragon Divine Abilities, its level was still above his own!
No wonder the authority of Heaven and Earth could not suppress him!
At this moment,
within the heart of this middle-aged man who called himself the Heaven Emperor—a heart that had not stirred with much emotion in billions of years—jealousy could not help but rise.
This boy truly had an enviable fate.
He had been born in such a vast world, with a ceiling far higher than that of his former self, who had once been the Heaven Emperor.
The True Dragon power he had pursued