"Ahhh! Heart Demon, you old bastard, why won't you leave me alone even after you're dead?!"
The remnant soul of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, trapped by the thunder chains, struggled wildly like a madman. But the more he struggled, the tighter the thunder chains binding his body contracted, intensifying his agony all the more.
As for Dao Tutian, who had just been swept away by the Heavenly Demon Emperor's remnant soul?
He had long since been reduced to ash amid the thunderlight that filled the sky. A clash between sacred-grade mighty beings was not something a small fry like him could get involved in.
"I knew it. How could Lord Heart Demon Thunder Emperor, one of the top three existences among the ancient Nine Emperors, a late-stage sacred-grade Heavenly Sovereign, not have left behind any backup?"
Seeing this, Xiao Yan, whose body had been taut with tension, secretly let out a breath of relief.
Using a forbidden method to kill the Heavenly Demon Emperor's remnant soul across realms would come at a terrible price, one Xiao Yan was currently unwilling to bear.
"The Extraterritorial Evil Clan is to be slain by all!"
As that soft murmur, like the majestic might of heaven, fell, endless thunderlight gathered above the nine heavens. The thunder filling the sky compressed into a dazzling purple sun, and immediately after, a tall figure walked out from within it.
The figure was tall, over two meters in height, dressed in a purple Thunderbolt Dharma Robe. His developed muscles filled out the loose robe until it bulged, and his face looked to be around forty years old, resolute and upright, carrying an unusual dignity, his expression calm and peaceful.
With every breath, endless thunder coiled around his body, as if he were the ruler of all thunderous power