The Secret of the Underworld, Lord of Yama Hall
The Thirty-Three-Tier Imperial Tower blazed brilliantly. Eternal blue radiance swept out as the supreme divine laws imprinted upon its body fully revived, carrying the imperial artifact as it fled back to the ancient star below.
"Still one step short..."
Above the magnificent Heavenly Palace floating deep within the primordial chaos, at the Divine Court headquarters, a mysterious figure slowly emerged. He seemed to sigh with regret as he spoke.
"Divine Court Emperor Lord, are you seeking death?"
Abandoned Heaven Supreme's eyes narrowed. He cleaved out two divine beams capable of splitting the heavens, striking at this would-be Dao achiever known as the Emperor Lord, only for them to be worn away by the Great Emperor formation inscriptions.
"Please calm your anger, Supreme. I meant no offense."
The Divine Court Emperor Lord clasped his hands with utterly insincere courtesy, showing no fear.
It was still the same principle.
In order to seal themselves away, ancient emperors and Great Emperors had not hesitated to cut themselves down, falling from the imperial realm.
In this state, the ancient Supremes were stronger than would-be Dao achievers, but only to a limited extent. They were not impossible to resist.
If they wished to return to their peak and suppress their enemies with a flick of the hand, they would have to undergo ultimate sublimation.
Using a technique akin to the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Art over a mere dispute of pride—burning oneself away and dying once it was over—simply was not worth it.
"Hmph. Emperor Lord, I'll remember you..."
Abandoned Heaven Supreme understood this as well. His gaze flickered violently for a moment before he decisively withdrew, continuing his journey of devouring blood food.
His most urgent task was to feed as soon as possible and slow