The moment these nine figures appeared, they exuded an incomparably terrifying might. Even Kings would have to kneel before them, and the Heavens and Myriad Worlds would tremble.
The first figure, condensed from Divine Light, had a thick serpentine body, a pair of wings on its back, and nine heads.
The second figure resembled a giant ape, but its tail ended in a scorpion's stinger, while a giant dragon god grew beneath its ribs.
The third was even further removed from humanity, resembling an eight-legged octopus covered in bony spikes.
Each of the nine figures formed from light displayed a different and extraordinary manifestation.
Yet none of these nine figures had human forms. Before long, the many experts realized that they were not real bodies, but incarnations condensed from Divine Light.
"Who is spying on the Unique True Realm? Who dares contend with us for the primordial source land? You have a death wish!"
A vast voice echoed throughout the Heavens and Myriad Worlds. Beneath that voice, countless cultivators exploded into bloody mist and were utterly pulverized.
This was what Emperors were like. They regarded all living beings as ants. When they grew enraged, a million corpses would fall, and countless worlds would be destroyed.
"Are these Emperors?" Xiao Chen stared at the nine figures above the heavens, his eyes filled with fury.
"The Nine Innate Emperors of the Unique True Realm. However, their true bodies have not descended. These are merely incarnations condensed from divine power earned through tens of millions of years of cultivation. Though they are not as powerful as their true bodies, they have indeed reached the Emperor level," Pangu said solemnly.
"Are all Emperors like this? Treating all living beings as grass and dirt, unconcerned with whether ordinary people live or die?" The Martial Ancestor's