The moment the Corpse Emperor died, the Beast God, the Roc Emperor, the Ghost Emperor, and the Skeleton Emperor lost their nerve.
They trembled from head to toe.
They seized control of the Kunlun Immortal Bell as fast as they could and tried to flee the formation.
Their gazes toward Li Ming were filled with fear.
Li Ming almost laughed at the sight. He had never expected these Dark Supremes to be so timid.
Had the Corpse Emperor really mattered that much to them?
He had killed so many Dark Supremes before, yet they had remained arrogant and full of confidence.
But the Corpse Emperor's death seemed to have shattered that confidence.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Li Ming's expression turned cold, and his voice carried boundless killing intent.
The four Dark Supremes felt as though their souls were about to freeze.
The other Dark Supremes felt the same.
That was the wonder of Li Ming's Chaos Origin.
He seemed born to suppress the Myriad Dao of Heaven and Earth.
The Ghost Emperor, the Skeleton Emperor, the Beast God, and the Golden-Winged Roc Emperor all had a faint premonition that their end was near.
It was a terrifying feeling.
At their level of cultivation, they were normally convinced that no one in the world could defeat them.
For them to feel this way could only mean that their unshakable conviction had been broken.
Nothing like it had happened since their Emperor Enlightenment.
All they wanted was to escape this place and get as far from Li Ming as possible.
"If you leave, what becomes of my reputation?"
Li Ming was blindingly fast. Even with the Kunlun Immortal Bell, they had no hope of outrunning him.
An overwhelming aura of death enveloped the four Dark Supremes.
Li Ming caught the