Great Crimson Heavenly Dragon and Haotian each took command of their respective army formations. Their auras shot into the heavens, colliding in the void and bursting into countless cracks.
"The battle between emperors is about to begin!"
All the Immortals and Gods watching the battle knew that the grand spectacle was reaching its climax.
Whether Haotian could continue sitting on the Heavenly Throne would depend on the outcome of this battle.
If Haotian won, the Heavenly Court would remain under his control.
But if Great Crimson Heavenly Dragon won, then who would sit upon the Heavenly Throne would be anyone's guess.
Moreover, Great Crimson Heavenly Dragon and Haotian were not merely fighting on their own behalf.
They also represented the Devil Dao and the Immortal Dao, continuing a struggle that had lasted for more than ten million years.
Within the Hua Tian Immortal Realm, Luo Lian was initially filled with excitement.
Battles on this scale were rarely seen.
Then she sighed in regret.
"What a pity. Huang Tian's Disciple Nephew won't get to see such a magnificent battle."
"A pity? What's there to pity? Huang Tian's Disciple Nephew is about to become the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court."
Zi Luo, standing beside her, unexpectedly spoke up—a rare occurrence—and said this to Luo Lian.
"The Heavenly Emperor? Huang Tian's Disciple Nephew?"
Luo Lian was stunned. This was the first time she had heard the news.
"Oh... So you didn't know!"
Zi Luo spoke as if he had suddenly realized something, then promptly shut his mouth.
All that remained was Luo Lian, looking excited and curious, her face full of questions.
Luo Lian tugged at Zi Luo and begged him for an explanation, but Zi Luo stubbornly shook his head and refused to say more.
Left with no choice, Luo Lian