The Black-Clad Figure stood with his hands clasped behind his back. His face was youthful, like that of a noble young master who had stepped out of the long river of history.
His black hair fell over his shoulders, and his eyes were calm as still water. He stood atop the Chaos Sea, as though he were the absolute center of the entire sea.
Everything else was merely a backdrop.
Only he was the true protagonist.
He stood in silence, and all around him everything paled into insignificance, even giving the impression that it did not exist.
It was as though everything had vanished, and only he remained, eternal and imperishable.
Even on the spatial level, all things were shrinking. Stars became specks of dust, and universes became tiny pellets.
Li Yue's expression turned solemn.
Divine radiance shimmered around him, holding back the terrifying pressure that an Immortal King exuded naturally. He was not crushed into dust on the spatial level.
Yet he still felt a dreadful pressure.
Everything around him had become countless billions of times more solid. Even someone as powerful as he was found it difficult to lift a hand.
This was an Immortal King!
Just standing there was enough to make nearly every Quasi-Immortal King despair!
"Azure Emperor is dead."
"How did so many of the eight Immortal Kings who besieged him survive?"
"Didn't Azure Emperor say, 'You treacherous rebels will all be slain'?"
"Why did he only slay a few of them, leaving most alive?"
He grumbled inwardly.
From the scenes he had witnessed, things shouldn't have turned out this way.
Besides, Azure Emperor was the lord of this Chaos World. He had come from a certain second-tier Chaos World and opened up and nurtured this one. How could he have been defeated by those