I Once Called You the Strongest!

The Evil Emperor knew that if he did not deal with the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, he might never have another chance to fight back.

How could he possibly accept dying so muddleheadedly? All he felt was humiliation!

Thus, the Evil Emperor had long since locked his spiritual power onto the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, ensuring that his attack would not miss. He would rather endure the attacks of the Centipede Leg Clones than fail to kill the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm.

After all, the Evil Emperor understood that a Human Soul Master's strength lay in their martial soul. Though the Mutated Frost Centipede Martial Soul seemed strange, once the martial soul was dealt with, the soul master himself would be much easier to handle.

The rest could wait until he survived.

As the Evil Emperor gathered power, his pupils gradually turned blue, the color deepening without end.

If he had not been injured, if his spiritual power had not been scattered by the collision, why would the Evil Emperor have needed to charge up before using his killing blow?

Charging up was also the process of continuously gathering his damaged spiritual power.

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was also trying to stop the Evil Emperor.

More than a dozen centipede legs detached from the Mutated Frost Centipede Martial Soul one after another, turning into streams of light as they flew out. In the blink of an eye, they all transformed into Centipede Leg Clones.

The Centipede Leg Clones were no weaklings. Each possessed the combat strength of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Moreover, after the Mutated Frost Centipede Martial Soul's cultivation had broken through, the Centipede Leg Clones had undergone new changes and could use some of the main body's abilities as well.

Most importantly, the Centipede Leg Clones had