The corridor was thick with dust and smoke, the atmosphere grave and taut, ready to explode at a touch.
In the silence, Dragon Emperor suddenly threw back his head and laughed. "Hahaha, so you're that Chu Yun. Not bad. So young, yet you've already forged a peerless Immortal Pouch. No wonder you had the confidence to chase after me."
"But did you think that possessing a peerless Immortal Pouch meant you could contend against an Emperor? You're far too naive! In my mercy, I'll give you one chance now. Submit to me, kneel of your own accord, and offer up that peerless Immortal Pouch. When I unify Star Continent, you will be my Grand Marshal—beneath one man, above ten thousand!"
Before his words had even faded, Emperor-level spiritual pressure erupted violently. In an instant, the entire Sky City was shrouded beneath an incomparably powerful pressure.
All things fell silent.
An invisible mountain weighed upon everyone's hearts. Chu Yun and Wine Hero King's breathing hitched as they instinctively unleashed King-level spiritual pressure to resist with difficulty.
Divination Immortal did not even possess the strength to resist. The peak Marquis-level spiritual light within him was utterly suppressed. At that moment, he nearly suffocated; his face turned as pale as paper, and bright-red blood streamed from his nostrils, ears, and eyes.
The might of an Emperor was impossible to withstand!
Spiritual pressure alone had already routed people like Divination Immortal, while Chu Yun and Wine Hero King could barely keep their footing.
Chu Yun's expression was grave. From this spiritual pressure alone, he could tell that Dragon Emperor was at least five times stronger than when he had first awakened several months ago.
Chu Yun had been improving, but so had everyone else.
Over the past few months, Dragon Emperor and Night Emperor