Xianglong City.
Thirty thousand li from the Immortal Demon Battlefield.
Xiao Wuji stood atop the city wall, watching the last wisp of tribulation clouds disperse from the sky. Only then did the killing intent and anxiety around him slowly subside.
The pressure of that Emperor Tribulation had made even him—a peak Quasi Emperor infinitely close to becoming a Great Emperor—feel suffocated, despite being thirty thousand li away.
And at the moment the Emperor Tribulation vanished and a brand-new Great Emperor aura soared into the heavens—
He froze.
That aura... was far too familiar to him.
It was his son.
Xiao Wuji stood on the city wall in silence for a long time.
Then, the iron-blooded man who had slaughtered without hesitation across the Eastern Profound Region and struck fear into countless factions slowly curved his lips upward.
He did not laugh aloud.
He merely raised a hand and rubbed his face hard.
"That brat."
Immortal Demon Battlefield.
After settling Lin Feng down, Xiao Yang walked alone into an open area.
He planted the Immortal Slaying Sword before him, gripped the sword hilt with both hands, and closed his eyes.
The Great Emperor's Power surged to its limit.
The power of his Divine Soul burned.
The remaining life essence within the World Tree Dao Seed was drawn out without the slightest hesitation and poured into the Sword Body.
The Immortal Slaying Sword glowed crimson all over. The runes on its blade lit up one after another, and an ancient aura spread through the air.
Buzz—
The sword's cry grew louder and sharper, until it finally became a dragon's roar that shook heaven and earth!
Xiao Yang abruptly opened his eyes and swung his sword toward the heavens.
"Open!"
A blood-red Sword Light shot skyward!
That Sword Light pierced through the gray