"Bold!" Purple Garrison Shadow roared in fury. He had just driven back Thousand Tribulations Punishment Lord and the other two, yet now Lu Xiaotian had come alone and dared to openly offend him. The man's audacity was truly extraordinary.
An overwhelming aura surged toward Lu Xiaotian once more. Before they had even fully crossed hands, Purple Garrison Shadow was already trying to seize the initiative with his imposing presence.
His strength was indeed far greater than before. More intimidating still was the fact that he had once been a Devil Emperor; the lingering force of his aura was terrifying enough.
Some powerful Immortal Lords who didn't know the full story would lose a few measures of courage just from brushing against that aura.
But Lu Xiaotian bore the fortune of several races. His true body had also endured the Dragon Race's totemic baptism day and night, and his own aura was domineering to the extreme. How could he be so easily intimidated?
Facing that mountain-crushing, razor-sharp tide of Demonic Beast aura, Lu Xiaotian stood his ground. The gale whipped at him, his silver hair flying, yet he remained utterly unmoved.
"If Your Excellency refuses to yield, then let's see who comes out on top. Though you're no longer at your peak, you still carry the lingering might of a Devil Emperor. Even if I defeat you, it won't be an undeserved victory."
The aura of the Dragon Race within Lu Xiaotian held back the demonic qi that seeped in through every crack.
Before his words had even faded, Lu Xiaotian thrust out a fist. The motion was extremely slow, yet it bore the weight of heaven and earth.
The laws shuddering around them, whether they existed as jade qi or demonic qi, all slowly dissolved at an even rate beneath