Demon Race Imperial Dao, Taihao Lingwa
Fortunately, the Green Emperor did not linger. He headed straight beyond the domain.
The six Supremes, who had been bracing for a great enemy, finally let out long breaths of relief.
With the Desolate Pagoda above his head, a demon race imperial weapon in hand, and at the peak of his power, the Green Emperor was someone no one dared provoke, much less offend.
Otherwise, he could blow apart an imperial-path expert for all the world to see at any moment.
In the depths of the universe.
The Lord of Divine Ruins and Spirit God, two ancient Supremes, had arrived together to invade the Dao Palace.
The arrival of a single imperial-path expert last time had already thrown the Dao Palace into chaos.
Now that there were two imperial-path titans, including a taboo existence on the level of the Lord of the Forbidden Zone, the Dao Palace's upper echelons—the old woodcutter, the yellow-toothed elder, the bearded Quasi-Emperor, and the like—were already prepared to sacrifice themselves in a desperate battle.
They had to buy time for Heavenly Venerable Daode's revival!
The old woodcutter, one on the verge of attaining the Dao, sighed softly and began arranging his final affairs.
"M-M-M... My lord, look!"
The bearded Quasi-Emperor suddenly interrupted him, his voice trembling with excitement.
The old woodcutter instinctively raised his head. Before long, he saw a sight he would never forget for the rest of his life, and his heart shook beyond control.
Beneath the radiant starry sky, the peerless demon race emperor in azure robes arrived atop a lotus.
Alone, he effortlessly forced back the two great Forbidden Zone titans.
For every step he took forward, the two ancient Supremes had to take one step back.
"Green Emperor, you're still alive..."
The Lord