The power of laws surged, and the void collapsed in an instant, forcing a figure out of it. It was an old man from the Cosmic Temple.
"For this contest over the Qiong Luo Realm, the Cosmic Temple will no longer take part. We're withdrawing."
The gazes of the ten Supremes all fell upon him. Even with the old man's heaven-spanning cultivation, his heart shuddered as he felt an immense pressure.
Emperor Yuan's eyes flickered as he considered his options. Three Supremes were already at his side. If they attacked, capturing and killing one Supreme in a short time wasn't impossible.
Boom!
Before Emperor Yuan could make a move, the Giant Spirit King, far away from him, struck the instant the old man appeared. A colossal palm, powerful enough to crush stars, slammed down.
The Supreme who had forced the old man to reveal himself earlier didn't hesitate either. He followed close behind, bringing forth a heavenly saber. Blood-red light blazed across its blade, and the Supreme's might illuminated the starry sky for millions upon millions of miles.
The old man's blood qi was in turmoil. He had clearly just been through a battle and wasn't in peak condition. Among the forces present, he was undoubtedly the weakest.
The rewards for the war mission were extremely generous. For the Supremes in the Reincarnation Hall, killing any Supreme would earn them a vast amount of points.
The old man hadn't expected anyone to strike without warning and break the balance without a care. The Giant Spirit King's green palm swept into him, sending him flying and coughing up mouthfuls of blood.
The blood-bright saber light came after him, cleaving through a stretch of the Milky Way.
Boom!
The Supreme of the Heavenly Firmament Palace suddenly intervened, blocking the saber light. With