The Pressure This Emperor Felt Was Nothing to Him!

The full force of a demigod!

The power was so immense that even Chaos was intoxicated by it. He could feel strength coursing through every muscle and every strand of hair.

"He's actually made it this far!"

"In just a little over ten years!"

The three Five Elders exchanged glances, each seeing the gravity in the others' eyes.

The aura Gild Tesoro displayed was actually a hair stronger than theirs.

They had entered this realm many, many years ago, yet had never managed to take that final step and become gods. By comparison, Gild Tesoro had been active for only a handful of years, and already he could stand as their equal.

Still, the three of them felt a little hopeful.

It was a conflicted feeling.

If Gild Tesoro really could break through the ceiling, then at least it would prove that they could advance further, instead of doubting themselves—or giving up, as they had begun to do.

In their era, the five of them had also been the strongest of the strong.

None of them wanted to be beneath anyone, like slaves who couldn't even control their own lives.

In the eyes of the outside world, the five of them ruled the World Government. They wielded the greatest authority in the world and could do whatever they wanted. They had achieved financial freedom, freedom of power, and everything else.

But reality was far more cruel than people imagined.

For all these years, they had wanted to turn the tables and take control of their own lives.

But that person was too terrifying.

Even in the realm of the gods, he was invincible. Even D could only avoid his edge!

No one knew what was going through the three Five Elders' minds, because no one could understand.

Whoosh!!!

The Demon