The endless Emperor Formation radiated boundless formation patterns, inscribing the Dao and principles of the Great Emperor of old.
Dao Yi, the Imperial Son clad in the Dao Yan Divine Robe, presided over the Emperor Formation with a grave expression. With the support of his bloodline, he revived the Emperor Weapon, unleashing boundless majesty.
It was as if, should the need arise, he could offer his own life in sacrifice and briefly resurrect Emperor Daoyan!
His entire being radiated a determination to perish together with his enemies.
Beyond the formation, the two Dark Supremes seemed to stand atop the starry sky, their feet upon the myriad paths of the heavens.
Yet as they looked at the formation, which resembled a tortoiseshell, their brows furrowed slightly.
"Your reaction was quick."
"I told you not to probe with divine sense. Daoyan really did have a few tricks."
The situation left the two Supremes in a difficult position.
Extreme Sublimation would easily resolve the problem before them. Either one of them could do it.
But afterward, they would certainly be unable to obtain enough to replenish themselves.
Without Extreme Sublimation, they could still dismantle the formation, but the time it would take and the gains afterward would be just as disproportionate!
They had already lost quite a bit in their previous head-on clash with that brute. What they lacked was time and lifespan!
When they had once unleashed the Dark Turmoil, they had never set their sights on places protected by Emperor Weapons.
"If we can break the formation, devouring the Emperor Weapon's source will also restore us."
"But in the end, there's only one weapon..."
The two had a fairly good relationship and could combine their attacks across the starry sky against Sargeras. But if they actually broke the formation and reached