At the hoarse warning, Chu Tian's heart clenched. He did not stop. Instead, he drove the Hongmeng Heavenly Path within him to its limit, turned into a purple-gold meteor, and tore through layer after layer of black mist toward the voice.
When Chu Tian, Chu Tianwang, and the others finally saw what lay ahead, they all held their breath. Grief and shock beyond words struck their souls like a hammer.
At the very heart of the Epoch Outer Sea stood a vast altar piled from the wreckage of countless stars of the Primordial Era.
At its center, billions of thick Black Chains, burning with deathly pale lightning-fire, pinned a towering figure fast in the void.
It was the Human Emperor!
But the Human Emperor's condition was wretched, strange beyond belief.
The left half of his body still shone with dazzling golden imperial dragon qi, his unyielding will fighting with all its might. But the right half had been completely consumed and assimilated by ink-black Jiemie Black Mist! Dark demonic markings covered the right side of his face, and his right eye had become a bottomless black vortex, radiating an evil aura that made their hair stand on end.
This peerless overlord, who had once held down the ages and upheld a realm of his own for the Human Race, had spent the long years using his flesh and soul as the final seal, forcibly fusing himself with the Tribulation Lord's true body!
"Human Emperor..." Chu Tian clenched his fists. His nails dug deep into his palms, and blood dripped down.
"Stay back!"
Anxious pain flashed through the Human Emperor's golden left eye. He drew a labored breath, his voice faltering. "I... I can barely hold it down... This monster's origin exceeds the limits of the myriad worlds... I can only