The Emperor Flame surged forth in torrents, burning all things to ash.
A tall, handsome man in black stepped out, a lazy smile on his face and an air of languid ease about him.
Mystical flames of dazzling brilliance curled around him from head to toe.
From afar, he looked like an unrivaled emperor who commanded every flame beneath heaven.
"Tsk. Should I call you bold, or arrogant?"
"You waited until I, the old father, was away, then dared to bully my precious daughter. Do you really think so little of me, a certain Xiao?"
The mysterious man with the Black Ruler on his back strode forward, each step carrying him across the world.
The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Emperor's terrifying aura, which seemed poised to demonize heaven and earth, was forced back inch by inch. It quickly shrank to within a few yards of his body, no longer able to run rampant.
In its place rose the pressure of a human sovereign, towering above heaven and earth.
The master of the Endless Fire Domain, the Flame Emperor who commanded every flame beneath heaven—Xiao Yan!
Only then did everyone finally confirm that the one who had arrived was the Saint Grade powerhouse known as the Flame Emperor, a prodigy from a Lower Plane who had made his home in the Extreme North.
Everyone's spirits soared. They were saved!
"His Majesty the Flame Emperor! The Flame Emperor is here! We're saved!"
The words of a Western Region sect leader set off a storm with a single stone.
The Tianluo powerhouses who had survived the catastrophe cried out the Flame Emperor's name in excitement, their fervor like fans encountering the idol they had long admired.
Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereigns stood at the pinnacle of power in the Great Thousand World's main plane. They were