The middle-aged man's face was twisted with pain.
He slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the old man before him, then closed them again.
"Heaven is unjust. Heaven is truly unjust."
The old man looked up at the vault of the sky, tears streaming down his face.
Was the Star Phantom God Realm truly about to be destroyed this time?
This feeling of having no path to heaven and no gate into the earth was truly unbearable.
As a God Emperor, this was the first time he had felt so powerless.
So what if he was a God Emperor?
He was nothing more than a grasshopper in Heaven's eyes.
"They're here again."
Suddenly, the old man's expression changed drastically. He narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.
A stretch of highland in the distance had already filled with black mist, which had stained half the plateau pitch-black.
And that black mist was slowly drifting this way.
Within the incomparably dense black mist, five figures could vaguely be seen slowly approaching.
"Yuan Chu, we do not wish to kill you. Move aside and let us enter the Star Phantom God Realm."
An enraged roar came from afar.
"What a joke. You were once God Emperors as well, God Emperors who presided over and protected the Star Phantom God Realm. Yet now you have turned into such neither-human-nor-ghost abominations."
"As long as this old man still lives, do not even dream of setting one foot into the Star Phantom God Realm."
"Even if I die, I will trap you here."
The old man sneered, then slowly sat cross-legged on the ground. In an instant, a Dharma Avatar a million zhang tall, radiating purple light, abruptly appeared behind him.
The Dharma Avatar opened its majestic eyes and looked ahead.
"Stubbornly clinging