Come forth, my army!
Pavilion Master Chu was furious. With only her head remaining, she opened her mouth and viciously bit at the golden hand.
The golden hand nimbly dodged her little mouth before landing on her head again.
"Don't bite, don't bite. My current body is a true Vajra Body. It'll hurt terribly if you bite it. I mean, you'll be the one in pain—the rebound force of this Vajra Body is especially outrageous. It'll grate your teeth. If you really want to bite me, I'll turn myself into something soft and tender the next time we meet and let you bite me then." The golden man spoke gently.
Pavilion Master Chu: "..."
"Leave everything that comes next to me. I'll vent your anger for you," the golden man said.
With that, he turned around again to face the five Beast-Cultivator Tribulation Immortals.
At that moment, the five Beast-Cultivator Tribulation Immortals stared fixedly at the golden man, not daring to act rashly.
"Five against one. Including the one on the ground who's recovering, that makes six against one? The situation isn't favorable for me," the golden man said.
Dragon-Scaled Tribulation Immortal: "..."
When the golden man had appeared, he had punched a black hole and kicked apart a hurricane. With such strength, even six against one did not give Dragon-Scaled Tribulation Immortal any certainty of victory.
"Compared to fighting a crowd alone, I prefer bullying the few with the many. So, come forth, my army!" The golden man spread his arms and shouted.
Liquid Tribulation Immortal: "..."
Hadn't this fellow appeared as a monk at first? What was with calling himself "I, the Emperor"?
However, in the next moment, he understood why the golden man called himself that.
Behind the golden man, a crimson-gold space appeared. It spread outward,