In the air, Jiang Feng stood proudly within the black lotus.
The lotus petals, formed from black flames, seemed both tangible and intangible.
Yuchi Zhengde stared dumbfounded at that dazzling black lotus, despair showing in his eyes.
Only now did he seem to awaken to the fact that the power he faced was incomparably formidable.
At that moment, Jiang Feng slowly spoke. "Yuchi Zhengde, I told you—you are no match for me."
"Give it up, Prefect. The power you represent will ultimately be replaced..."
"No!" Yuchi Zhengde's hysterical roar cut Jiang Feng off.
"I am the Chosen One! What the hell are you?"
"Why should I, the Prefect, stand beneath your feet?"
Jiang Feng frowned. He could sense the power within Yuchi Zhengde rising along with his furious emotions.
It seems what he obtained from the Nether Tower was more than just the Metal Extreme Golden Body.
Jiang Feng had already reached that conclusion.
As his rage surged, Yuchi Zhengde's body grew another third larger, his powerful aura blanketing the skies above the imperial city.
Within the imperial city, the gods came to their senses!
Though this aura and power did not seem to threaten them, the thought that the emperor they had worshipped all along possessed such an evil power left them shaken with fear.
Within the imperial palace, the heads of the imperial clans swallowed hard.
"Who would have thought Yuchi Zhengde still had something up his sleeve?"
"Indeed. Even our Yuchi Clan never knew of this power."
"This power is certainly formidable, but... it is simply too evil."
"Are we really going to accept the rule of this power?"
"Shut up! As long as the interests of the Thirteen Imperial Clans are guaranteed, who cares what kind of power it is!"
Outside the imperial city, the ten-thousand-strong