Exile

The strong were supreme.

All order in the world had only one truth: strength. With strength, there was order. Without strength, one was nothing at all.

At that moment, Gu Yuan cast everything aside. He walked out from the immortal light, a handsome-looking middle-aged man, and looked calmly at Su Ye, who sat upon the throne. "Though I don't know what method you used to interfere with my thoughts and disrupt my original plan, you must understand one thing: strength is everything."

"Don't count on anyone from Imperial Pass making a move. Those old fossils can't withstand being stirred up. The moment they act, the Foreign Realm will never let the chance slip by—just like when we joined forces to hunt down Kunpeng back then. Even if they sensed it, they still didn't dare stop us."

Everyone between heaven and earth was horrified. Now the fig leaf had been torn away outright, and fear and unease instantly welled up in their hearts. They had seen what they should not have seen and heard what they should not have heard. Would they be silenced?

Su Ye's expression was extremely calm. He even looked at the figure walking out from the immortal light with a smile and said, "So you're sure you've got me?"

These powerful figures were all far too impatient. The moment their scheme failed, they flipped the table outright.

But he could hardly blame them. After all, they truly had no fear of consequences.

"Yes."

Gu Yuan raised his hand, and one immortal dao divine chain of order after another appeared, instantly locking Su Ye in place. Then he waved his hand again, and chain after chain locked down the Black Emperor below. He looked at the Black Emperor and said, "As for you, you detestable dog, don't even