But in that very instant, the Demon Emperor sensed a force seemingly thousands, even hundreds of times greater than his own crashing toward him, directly knocking his briefly attained high-dimensional status down.
Bang!
Sword light tore through the starry sky. The Demon Emperor's towering body was split cleanly in two down the middle, and then countless cracks spread across him. The next moment, he shattered apart, transforming into innumerable gray fragments.
Ordinary monsters, after dying, would slowly turn into motes of light and scatter in all directions. But after breaking through the heavenly barrier, even without ascending in dimension, one's entire life form was already different from the mundane.
Gray radiance glittered and scattered, the power of doomsday boiling furiously. Yet Zhao Cheng had grinded this far, and his fire level was no longer low. Combined with the leap in his life level, he was utterly unaffected by this power.
At that same moment, all fifteen Golden Immortals struck at once.
One Golden Immortal's Dharma body instantly swelled to a thousand meters tall. It was as though the sun, moon, and stars of the entire universe had become a robe draped over his body. The myriad Dao of heaven and earth and boundless space-time all submitted beneath his feet, while beneath him surged a vast torrent of civilization.
This was the first-generation Holy Emperor of humanity. He had not become a Golden Immortal through the path of the Holy Emperor, but had instead proven the Golden Immortal Dao through his own power.
Yet at that time, a massive problem had arisen in the Spirit Void Immortal Realm. Even Golden Immortals could not ascend, leaving him no choice but to remain in the mortal universe.
And it was precisely because of his existence that, when the two universes collided and the