The Quasi-Emperor's blood essence was forced to take form. Deep in his eyes, ghostly green flames burned, while blooming flowers gradually enveloped him, their countless sacred, resplendent petals making the holy aura difficult to describe in words.
After all, he was only a drop of blood essence, not the strongest combatant beneath the Great Emperor of old. He wanted to refine the mighty power of heaven and earth and display a fragment of his former glory.
It was far too difficult!
His solid gaze shot toward the white-robed figure plunging downward, and for a moment, he felt a trace of admiration.
Since his birth beneath the starry sky, not even those who had become Great Emperors in this age or attained the Dao had ever earned such an emotion from him, because he was invincible!
Just as when Yuhua Emperor had already attained the Dao, he had stood at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor realm. Rather than severing his cultivation and living on as a Great Saint, he had chosen to brave the headwind, attempting to slay an Emperor and prove the Dao. That proved his arrogance and pride.
What he admired was Chen Qiye's arrogance and pride.
Even though Chen Qiye possessed an unparalleled Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon, he was still only an ant at the first step of the Immortal Platform.
But the more he admired him, the more he wanted him dead.
At that very moment, the battle above the Ninth Heaven reached its conclusion.
The most powerful great demon had ultimately fallen to the Sword Lord, who stood at the peak of Immortal Three, Sever the Dao. A peerlessly splendid rainbow pierced through the great demon's body. Dragon blood spilled into the Ninth Heaven, a crimson rain falling and staining the sky with blood.
"Ancestral..."
That