The Saint Clan's Defiance and Devastation

"Whether I die without a place to be buried after your Chaos Great Emperor returns isn't for you to decide."

"Old ghost, if you have even a shred of a Great Emperor's fighting spirit left, come out and fight me."

"Let me see what the battle servants the Immeasurable Divine Court created back then are made of."

Li Yue spoke coolly.

For all his astonishing strength, he was not confident he could break the Saint Dao Great World's defensive formation.

After all—

The Chaos Great Emperor had laid it down, and it was linked to the Entire Great World, giving it an endless supply of energy.

Even if he could break it,

it would inevitably drain a vast amount of his divine power.

And although divine power could recover, recovery took time.

Losing too much of it would be unwise.

The Saint Clan still had another Divine City, with two Dao-Merging Great Emperors stationed there.

And the old man who had just spoken was clearly a Dao-Merging Great Emperor as well. He had probably returned from the Chaos Realm Sea only recently.

"You're courting death!"

"When I roamed the Heavens, you were still playing in the mud somewhere!"

"One day, I will rip out your soul and hang it above our clan's sacred flame to burn for three thousand years!"

"Order your Divine Soldiers to stop at once!"

"Otherwise, I will tear out the souls of every last human who believes in you and refine their spirits. Not one will remain!"

The old man's cold, overbearing voice rang out again, brimming with towering fury.

Yet he showed no intention of leaving the Saint Dao Great World.

Ordinarily,

a Dao-Merging Great Emperor could not be killed.

Unless a Chaos Great Emperor intervened, no Dao-Merging Great Emperor could kill another, even one