The moment it saw that face clearly.
It felt as though it had returned to that day of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, when sacred blood rained across the heavens.
Instinctively, it turned to flee.
But suddenly, it stopped.
It turned back again.
In those hollow, pitch-black eyes, the fear etched into its very bones swiftly receded.
In its place came shock and doubt.
It stared fixedly at the figure emerging from that blazing sun.
No.
The aura was wrong.
The cultivation realm was wrong, too.
Thirty thousand years ago, that man had slaughtered until heaven and earth wept blood, and none had dared contend with him.
The faintest trace of his pressure alone could have crushed it to death!
Although the man before it wore the face that made its very soul tremble.
He was definitely not that unspeakable "Holy Emperor"!
That man was dead.
It had seen it with its own eyes!
"You're not him!"
The Gu Sovereign let out a shrill, piercing screech.
There was a trace of humiliation and anger in that cry.
Just now, a merely similar face had almost frightened it into turning tail and running.
Li Xinge emerged with his hands behind his back.
His deep eyes looked down at the hysterical Gu Sovereign, his brows drawing together slightly.
The Holy Emperor?
Did he look very much like the Holy Emperor?
Just what sort of figure was this Holy Emperor?
How could he frighten an ancient mutant that had lived for tens of thousands of years so badly?
Still, although he had some questions.
He had no intention of wasting words on the Gu Sovereign.
He took a step forward.
The majestic sun behind him swelled thunderously with his stride.
Boundless light and heat instantly set this cold, desolate expanse of