The Imperial Armor Isn't Appealing Anymore

A figure nearly ten thousand kilometers tall stood there; even the heavy streams of air blasting from his nostrils set the surrounding void ablaze.

The black horn atop Yan Emperor's head pierced straight into the heavens, while his body was covered in dense black scales.

Having become a Universe Master and led his people in betraying the human race, he had once been filled with an overbearing aura that proclaimed none could stand above him.

Yet at this moment, neither his expression nor his mood could be considered good.

"I failed. If I hadn't stopped in time, I might even have been seriously injured. What was that golden light?"

Watching the River of Time that had just vanished, Cao Benqi sank into thought.

This kind of unprecedented...