The Thunder Sea churned as chaos qi tore the starry sky apart. Purple lightning hung from the heavens like inverted waterfalls, each bolt as thick as a pillar of stars, weaving together into a land of certain death.
At the instant Fairy Guye shattered the Great Emperor's imprint, the Heavenly Tribulation mutated once more.
A teeth-grating roar came from the depths of the Thunder Pool, as though glaciers that had stood since time immemorial were splitting apart, or as if some will that had slumbered for endless ages was awakening.
Chaos qi surged, and a phantom slowly stepped forth. His body was wreathed in hazy mist, while a precious bottle floated above his head, radiating a terrifying pressure that stood above all living beings in the universe.
The phantom of the Arrogant Heavenly Emperor!
The moment the Heavenly Emperor's phantom appeared, the entire Thunder Sea abruptly froze.
The surging lightning seemed pinned down by an invisible hand. It no longer rolled or exploded, merely remaining fixed in place.
The myriad Daos wailed, the stars ceased to turn, and even space-time at the universe's Border Wasteland fell into a strange stagnation.
It was an absolute dominion that surpassed the extreme path, standing above every enlightened being throughout all of history.
The cultivators of the Ten Thousand Races watching the battle felt a heaviness in their chests, as if a great mountain were crushing down upon their hearts, making even breathing difficult.
Some found their knees going weak, nearly kneeling in the void.
"Th-that is the Heavenly Emperor?!"
"The Emperor Tribulation has replicated the phantom of the Arrogant Heavenly Emperor!"
Countless divine senses collided wildly in the starry sky, filled with shock and terror.
Elsewhere, Nuwa's pressure abruptly soared at the same time.
The Dao of Creation revolved madly within her. Vitality