Rumble!
The Quasi-Immortal Emperor's Dao swirled around him, shaking past, present, and future. His manifested body was not large, yet it seemed the center of the world. Galaxies and universes were mere specks of dust beneath his feet.
Clad in lightning, Wu Xuantian swung the Qiankun Blade. Crimson light flashed. An enormous Immortal King lost his head before he could react, then collapsed lifelessly in the cosmos.
Though this Immortal King was no giant, he was not far from one and could have fought an ordinary giant. Yet Wu Xuantian had beheaded him with a single stroke.
The supposedly indestructible essence of an Immortal King meant nothing before a Quasi-Immortal Emperor. It was a joke.
The sight shook every Immortal King present. They knew the age without an emperor had ended. The Great Purge, the wars across the heavens—everything would be swept away beneath a Quasi-Immortal Emperor's might.
"He really became an emperor. He really did." The Immortal giant from the Foreign Realm trembled as he spoke. The strength he had once prided himself on suddenly seemed worthless.
A surging Blood Sea appeared behind Wu Xuantian, a testament to the slaughter that had marked his path.
A wave swept forward and carried away the fallen Immortal King's head. Perhaps it was an illusion, but the Blood Sea seemed darker than before.
Wu Xuantian did not pause. He swung the execution blade again.
This time, he struck at a giant of the Foreign Realm who wielded a gourd and possessed extraordinary strength. Wu Xuantian had fought him when he and Willow Deity invaded the Foreign Realm.
Barely over a million years had passed—not even a full era—yet everything had changed. Wu Xuantian was no longer a Supreme Giant. He was a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, towering above them all.
"Wu Xuantian! I'll fight