Desolate Emperor's voice rang like a great bronze bell, setting the void humming. Every word seemed carved into the Laws of the Heavenly Dao, an unshakable oath.
"But today isn't the day to kill you. Get lost!"
The last two words exploded like thunder, making both Immortal Emperors tremble.
They heard the deeper meaning in Desolate Emperor's words—he could kill them, but something else held him back.
Thinking of the ten slumbering Ancestors deep within the Calamity Plateau, both felt a flicker of hope.
"Really?" one Immortal Emperor blurted. The moment the word left his mouth, he realized his mistake, and his face flushed with shame.
A mighty Immortal Emperor had shown delight at an enemy's offer to spare his life. If word of such disgrace got out, he would be a laughingstock for all ages.
Humiliated and furious, yet afraid to lash out, he could only give a muffled snort before turning into a streak of black light and fleeing into the void.
The other Immortal Emperor fell silent for a moment. He gave Desolate Emperor a long look, then turned and fled toward the Plateau Ancestral Land, his retreating figure wretched and panicked beyond words.
With the two Immortal Emperors gone, the earth-shaking battle that had spanned a hundred thousand years finally came to an end.
Above Heaven, the blood-colored mist over the battlefield gradually dispersed, revealing chaotic spacetime riddled with scars and Dao Marks.
Everyone stared wide-eyed in disbelief—of the Weird Clan's three Immortal Emperors, one had died and two had fled!
The outcome surpassed everyone's expectations. Even the most optimistic cultivators of Heaven had never imagined that Desolate Emperor could turn the tide single-handedly and drive three overbearing Dark Immortal Emperors into a desperate plight.
Across the Heavens and Myriad Realms, cheers rose like a tsunami