His actions were perfectly natural; from beginning to end, there had not been the slightest hint of anything amiss.
Yet from the very first moment the old emperor saw him, Li Qingming understood that he had been exposed.
Though he did not know how he had been exposed, now that he was, there was truly nothing left to hide.
The old emperor was merely creating the illusion that Li Qingming had not been exposed, and Li Qingming returned the favor by creating the illusion that he had not seen through him either.
As the old emperor picked up the bowl of medicine and brought it to his lips, Li Qingming raised his hand at that very instant.
Golden light gathered in his eyes—the Ultimate Holy Power of the Six-Winged Angel.
The Divine Sword shot out from his sleeve. The blade, prepared long ago, pierced toward the old emperor's throat in an instant.
The strike came swift and fierce, so much so that even the old emperor had not fully reacted.
His original plan had been to violently attack the moment he put the medicine into his mouth.
Yet he had not expected the young man before him to react even faster and catch him completely off guard.
As the longsword pierced his throat, a massive Blazing Sun rose behind the old emperor, while nine Soul Rings descended around him.
An incomparably terrifying aura spread forth, yet Li Qingming's expression remained unusually calm as he stared at the old emperor's nine Soul Rings.
Though the old emperor's Soul Rings were not weak, he did not possess a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring.
That meant that no matter how gifted or powerful he was, when facing Li Qingming now, the old emperor would still be at an absolute disadvantage.
Overwhelming power suddenly condensed as