Seeing the Dragon Emperor's aura surge, Emperor Dong Hua's expression darkened.
Rumble!
In the next moment, violet qi roiled around him like the rising sun, dyeing half the sky purple and gold.
This radiance was no ordinary Immortal Light. It was the manifested source of the Pure Yang Dao.
It was supremely firm and righteous, able to cleanse all evil and nourish all things.
Immediately afterward, Emperor Dong Hua took a sudden step forward into the air before him.
With that single step, a magnificent phantom of Myriad Immortals Paying Homage appeared behind him.
That was the mark of his authority as the foremost immortal of Ancient Times.
Though he had reincarnated and begun cultivating anew, his Daoist aura remained.
"Oh?"
The Dragon Emperor was slightly surprised when he saw this, but in an instant, he returned to normal and gave a cool, faint smile.
"Thirty thousand li of Purple Qi Comes From The East—close, but not quite. It's all show and no substance!"
"Ten Thousand Immortals Pay Homage?"
"Nothing but an illusory bubble!"
"Your Dao is grand and imposing, but lacks the power to kill."
"It might be enough to impress in this age, but before this Emperor..."
The Dragon Emperor paused briefly, then added:
"It's still far from enough!"
As he spoke, the dark golden dragon qi coiling around him surged as if it were tangible, radiating a terrifying Dao resonance of termination.
Hearing the Dragon Emperor's words, Emperor Dong Hua couldn't help but laugh.
"How high or low a Dao is can hardly be decided by mere words."
As he spoke, Emperor Dong Hua's gaze turned razor-sharp. He continued:
"You're nothing but an evil dragon hiding in a corner of the sea, having seized the Dragon Palace by stealth. You dare presume to judge my Dao?"
"Today,