Betrayal? What betrayal? Yuanshi, is this all you can do?

They looked up at the enormous Dharma Aspect of the Heavenly Emperor above the sky.

Venerable Yuanshi's face was cold.

An ever more terrifying killing intent swept out from the Kunlun Mountains and spread across the Primordial Wilderness, as though turning it into a savage, blood-soaked battlefield. Countless living beings trembled in fear.

His words also left the world bewildered.

What did the Heavenly Dao Saint mean?

The Heavenly Emperor had betrayed the Dao Ancestor?!

The Heavenly Emperor had betrayed the Dao Ancestor?

Could it be...

Could the Heavenly Emperor have grown so powerful because he betrayed the Dao Ancestor and joined forces with some mysterious Great Power? Was that how he had come to suppress so many Quasi-Saints of the Primordial Wilderness today?

It made sense when they thought about it.

The Heavenly Emperor was a Primordial Golden Immortal, but he had only just reached that level.

A few years earlier, the Great Witch Xing Tian, whose strength rivaled one who had achieved Severing Three Corpses, had struck him with a full-force axe blow in a rage. Though he survived, he suffered a grave Dao Injury.

If he had not been the Heavenly Emperor, blessed with the boundless Fortune Aura of the Primordial Wilderness,

how could he have clung to life?

He would have died long ago.

Not long ago, Yaochi Golden Mother had hosted a banquet for Haotian. It had seemed like hospitality, but it was a trap meant to hold him there and stop him from leaving.

If Haotian had possessed his present strength then, forget Yaochi Golden Mother stopping him—even if every Great Power in the Primordial Wilderness had tried, he would have crushed them in an instant!

Had they not seen how badly Great Immortal Zhenyuan had been crushed?!

If Haotian had been this formidable