The power of the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine churned and rolled like waves across an enraged sea.
Four thin figures stood atop the waves respectively. Their auras somewhat resembled those of the Four Heavenly Emperors, yet careful discrimination revealed certain differences.
They seemed to be the product of several Heavenly Emperor auras merging with the power of the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine.
After Lu Xiaotian's severed head had been forced to flee into the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine, the Four Heavenly Emperors had mobilized its power and relentlessly pursued and battered him.
Although the others had withdrawn after returning to the Immortal Realm, they had left behind portions of their divine senses within the guillotine, keeping them hidden and inactive.
Those portions of divine sense had remained inside the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine and ultimately could not escape being eroded by the dragon clan's resentment. Yet to deal with him, the others had been willing to pay such a price. They would not have cared even if they had to abandon those portions of their divine senses.
Lu Xiaotian could sense their presence, but they had always hidden themselves in the core region of the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine's power. Lu Xiaotian was barely able to protect himself, so naturally he had no way to drag them out.
"After waiting all these years, it seems you think you've found a way to deal with me." Lu Xiaotian's severed head floated outside the spatial rift as he repeatedly sized up the four faint figures.
"To survive inside the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine in this manner is indeed something unprecedented, but it ends here. We've spent all these years studying how to deal with you. Now, prepare to die." The leading pale-golden figure spoke.
"Is that so? Nearly twenty thousand years have passed since our battle began. For all that time, no one could