"Lord Laozi possessed the cultivation of a Sage and used a Sage's pressure to force me into submission. I had no choice but to compromise with him."
At this moment, Haotian's face was filled with unwillingness.
After all, no matter how one looked at it, he was the legitimate Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Realm. Yet as the ruler of the Heavenly Court, he had been coerced by Lord Laozi into seclusion. Though he had not abdicated, he had lost all real authority.
At this point, he had completely become a mere figurehead.
No, he was even worse than a figurehead.
He bore the title of Heavenly Emperor, yet from now on, he would never be able to exercise the Heavenly Emperor's authority. He could not even personally appear to summon the ministers of the Heavenly Court.
What kind of Heavenly Emperor was this pathetic? He had never even seen a mortal emperor so pathetic.
Haotian's current situation was truly far from optimistic. It could be said that he had fallen to rock bottom.
Even before the Investiture of the Gods Great Calamity, he had never been in such a miserable state.
After all, before the Investiture of the Gods Great Calamity, the Primordial World had more than one Sage. He could move deftly among the Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao and keep them in balance against one another.
And under those circumstances, through his schemes, he had gained some real authority and cultivated a faction loyal to him.
But what about now? In the entire Earth Immortal Realm, only Lord Laozi could wield the strength of the Saint Realm.
Not only that, Lord Laozi was right there in the Heavenly Court, able to monitor his every move at any time.
His relationship with Lord Laozi had also fallen