Beneath the Supreme, all were ants.
The Supreme stood at the peak of the ultimate path, mighty enough to bestride the starry sky and look down upon myriad worlds.
Before such power, the Qiong Luo Realm had no means of resistance.
Rumble!
A giant axe tore open the heavens. Blood-red war steeds poured in like a flood, their iron hooves beating out the rhythm of war.
Humm—
Runes flashed across countless giant cities. Countless rays of runic light surged skyward, forming pillars of immense energy that swept across the Nine Heavens like giant swords cleaving open the heavens.
The Qiong Luo Realm's own weapons of war had bared their fangs once more after a long absence.
In an instant, the void was blasted full of holes. Countless armored riders astride savage beasts were blown apart, their blood scattering across the sky.
But compared with the vast number of riders, those losses were no more than a drop in the ocean.
True energy surged around Shi Lan, deflecting the blood rain falling from above. She watched the armored riders drawing closer in the distance, then turned and fled into space.
She had no intention of clashing head-on with the army. With that Supreme present, the Qiong Luo Realm had no chance of victory. For now, the most important thing was to protect herself and find a way out.
"A world that once produced a Supreme might still have a Supreme weapon left behind..."
Beyond the starry sky, Emperor Yuan rose from his chariot. As he prepared to step into the Qiong Luo Realm, a black abyss suddenly split open in the nearby void, swallowing several neighboring stars.
An old man with gray hair emerged at an unhurried pace. He made no attempt to conceal his Supreme's pressure, and the starry