The Slaughter of the Emperors
A power fluctuation of this magnitude would heavily wound or even kill an Ancient Saint. No matter how strong Bi Fan was, he probably couldn't withstand it.
At the thought, the smiles on their faces grew wider.
It was as if they could already see Bi Fan's corpse vanishing without a trace.
The violent explosion gradually subsided, and as it faded, the scene within slowly came into focus.
Suddenly, the smiles on the thirteen Evil Emperors' faces froze. Their pupils contracted sharply, almost simultaneously.
They saw a massive figure appear at the center of the explosion. It was shaped like a dragon.
The Purple Gold Divine Dragon appeared before their eyes. Its scales glimmered with purple light, and a protective barrier shielded it within.
Their combined strongest attack, launched by all thirteen Evil Emperors, hadn't just failed to destroy the Purple Gold Divine Dragon—it hadn't even broken through its defenses.
"What's going on? How can the human race's defenses be so strong?" Demon Hair Evil Emperor cried out, his voice full of disbelief.
The other Evil Emperors stared at the Purple Gold Divine Dragon as if they'd seen a ghost.
Even Lan Jun was stunned by the sight of the unharmed Purple Gold Divine Dragon, let alone the Evil Emperors.
Its terrifying defenses were simply beyond his imagination, far stronger than those of any Ancient Saint he had ever seen.
Not even an Ancient Saint could have taken the strongest attack of thirteen Evil Emperors without a scratch. Across the vast Outer Domain Battlefield, there was probably only one person on the human side who could do it.
Lan Jun couldn't help thinking of a towering figure.
"Great Divine Ability, River of Stars!"
A booming voice brought Lan Jun back to his senses. He saw