That tremendous roar shook the earth and mountains. The cry brimmed with battle intent and resentment—resentment toward the injustice of heaven and earth, the unpredictability of worldly affairs, the coldness of human hearts, and the harshness of society. More than anything, it resented its own failure. That sorrow had transformed into endless hatred, filled with slaughter!
Yan Emperor rose and quickly walked outside the palace. He silently gazed into the boundless starry sky, feeling somewhat melancholy and uneasy. His brows were tightly furrowed, as though his heart was burdened with countless worries.
"Dad, what was that sound? It felt so terrifying!" The little girl Nüwa wore a frightened expression as well. She hurried to Yan Emperor's side and took his hand.
"That was one of Dad's friends, a brother, a pitiful man. Sigh!" Yan Emperor's sigh drifted into the air and scattered with the wind.
The Heavenly Court shook amid the roar, showing just how terrifying that resentment and killing intent were.
Jade Emperor had just taken a sip of wine when he froze, his gaze shifting to the other two.
Ziwei frowned slightly. "Such powerful killing intent, such chilling battle intent. In all the world, not even Monkey's battle intent could compare to his. This person seems to have fallen into the demonic path... No, that's not right. It's more like the Asura Path! Who could it be?"
The moment Ziwei said that, Yellow Emperor's face darkened, cold sweat covering his forehead. You bastard, you're doing this on purpose. You know perfectly well and still ask?
Jade Emperor gave Yellow Emperor a strange look, nearly bursting into laughter inside. "His battle intent is strong enough to shake heaven and earth. No one in the Demon Realm can compare to him. I imagine even Chiyou in his prime was only