Su Yi quietly gazed at the starry sky within the sphere of light, waiting for the Strongest Throne to descend.
A beam of light fell from above, landing in the center of the starry sky. Countless bolts of lightning spread outward like dragons and serpents, running wild with a terrifying force.
Qin Duzun, the Heavenly Martial Great Emperor, Divine Lord Tiancheng, the Fate Emperor, and the others all held their breaths.
Under their watchful gazes, the radiance faded, revealing a crystal throne.
The throne stood ten thousand zhang tall, its entire body like crystal and gleaming with dazzling light. Its patterns were exquisite, its two armrests shaped like qilin heads, while a lifelike golden dragon was imprinted upon its backrest, as though it might burst forth at any moment.
"So that is the Strongest Throne..."
The Fate Emperor murmured, his eyes unfocused.
The others were much the same.
The moment they saw the Strongest Throne, even Su Yi felt an inexplicable urge to claim it for himself.
Su Yi possessed the highest cultivation, and he swiftly steadied his mind.
He was secretly alarmed. Why is this thing so wicked?
Merely looking at it made one want to possess it. It was difficult to imagine what kind of madness the living beings of the Great Source Realm would fall into.
Was this really good?
To choose the strongest, they would drive all living beings mad?
Even if they ultimately defeated Qin Jun, what would be the meaning if the living beings suffered grievous casualties?
Su Yi furrowed his brow tightly and fell into deep thought.
Divine Venerable Baili caught sight of his expression, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.
The sphere of light suddenly vanished, and the Heavenly Emperor's children awoke as though from a dream.
"What a terrifying