"The Transmigration King?"
"How is that possible?"
The other Half-Step Kings flew over in terror. When they saw the Transmigration King covered in wounds, their hearts trembled.
"Even the Transmigration King was defeated by Su Bai?!"
"Has the world gone mad?"
"He... he hasn't even ascended the Throne, has he?"
Every Half-Step King shuddered. They stared in disbelief at the figure struggling in the Sea of Death, their hearts roiling with towering waves!
Crack!
The next moment, Su Bai stepped out of a rift in space-time, peerless in white, untouched by a speck of dust.
Lingering, razor-sharp Sword Intent coiled around him as he looked down at the Transmigration King.
Across the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, every mighty being who glimpsed this scene through secret arts or formations fell into deathly silence. Ancient existences hidden in forbidden lands and giants from prehistoric epochs alike had nothing to say.
Countless people stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, their very souls trembling.
Were they about to witness a new epoch?
The ancient ruler of the Reincarnation Hall, the Transmigration King who had shaken several epochs... had actually lost?!
And so miserably! The white-robed God of Slaughter had hunted him down through the Space-Time River like a dying dog, beaten him to the brink of death, and blasted him back into the present!
This scene branded itself deep into every witness's soul, never to be forgotten!
The Myriad Heavens and Worlds fell silent!
Su Bai looked down at the Transmigration King, whose aura was feeble and whose royal body lay broken. His gaze was calm and fathomless.
"The Throne is not insurmountable."
Su Bai's calm voice rang out, as though declaring the end of a glorious King and the dawn of a new age.
"Cough, cough..."
"Hahaha... hahahaha!"
The Transmigration King struggled to his feet