Moths to a Flame, Ants Blocking a Chariot!

Eastern Emperor Great Emperor's cold, indifferent voice rang out between heaven and earth.

As his words fell, he suddenly brought his raised right hand down toward Xiao Yang below, striking with his palm!

Rumble!

A golden hand, formed entirely from laws and divine power, appeared in the sky in an instant!

The enormous hand blotted out the sun. It was even larger than the Eastern Emperor Hall had been, and every line on its palm was clearly visible. Each crease looked like a surging heavenly river!

It ignored space and time, and even the final tribulation that was gathering. With brutal simplicity, it reached down toward Xiao Yang!

With a single strike, he would seize this "treasure"—Xiao Yang—and the land beneath his feet as well!

The golden hand blotted out the sun, descending from above with an overwhelming divine might that crushed all things.

Before it, the so-called might of a Quasi Emperor and the so-called Chaos World-Ending Tribulation seemed tiny and laughable.

This was the true power of a Great Emperor!

The might that stood at the very peak of this world!

"No!"

Feng Qingxue and Hong Qingcheng stared at the golden hand slowly bearing down and screamed in despair.

They tried to rush forward, to help Xiao Yang.

But the vast imperial might pinned them firmly in place. They could not even move a finger.

All they could do was watch helplessly as the hand of death drew closer and closer to Xiao Yang!

"Bastard! I'll fight you to the death!"

At this critical moment, a furious shout exploded like thunder!

It was the Butcher!

The burly man, with his coarse features and rough appearance, now had a fearless resolve blazing in his eyes!

"I burn my essence and forge my battle spirit!"

He roared, and a surge