"Who?" Hun Miesheng looked around in terror.
The ground split open in the plaza before Profound Dragon Hall.
A figure slowly rose from the ground. Yang Lingtian had changed his clothes.
It was no longer the black robe from before, but a gray long robe.
It was very ordinary, like the kind worn by a scholar in the mortal world.
Yet as he stood there, the space around him warped slightly, as if heaven and earth could not contain this great Buddha.
Early Divine Emperor.
After refining Primordial Desolate Divine Sovereign's heart, with the assistance of the Chaos Bead,
Yang Lingtian had ascended to the heavens in a single step.
He glanced at Lei Potian, whose body was covered in blood, then at Yang Dingtian, who lay on the ground, gasping for breath.
Finally, his gaze landed on the three lofty Divine Emperors.
"Had enough fun?"
Yang Lingtian raised his hand and lightly patted at the nonexistent dust on his sleeve.
"Since you've had your fun, it's time to settle the score."
"Playing tricks!"
Yue Buqun gritted his teeth. He refused to believe that such a young Divine Emperor truly existed in this world.
"Everyone, attack together! This brat must have used some secret art to put on a show of strength!"
"Righteous Qi Sword, Myriad Swords Return to Origin!"
He burned his lifespan and unleashed the strongest sword strike of his life.
Ten thousand rays of sword light converged into a white dragon that roared toward Yang Lingtian.
Seeing this, Qian Tongshen and Hun Miesheng could only fight for their lives as well.
Jin Suanpan transformed into a cage, while the Myriad Ghosts Banner blotted out the sky and covered the earth.
With the three peak Divine Emperors joining forces, this strike was enough to destroy half of the