"Dragon, dragon, dragon!"
Bathed in immortal light, Lin Xian chanted dragon roars and Dao cries. Like a Divine Spirit descending into the mortal world, a treasured wheel flew from between his brows and hung behind his head. Endless chanting emerged from it, blessing him with sacred radiance until he resembled an unrivaled Dragon Emperor.
A sage wielding an Emperor Weapon could even blast apart stars beyond the heavens. Lin Xian was far inferior to a sage, yet even if he unleashed only one hundred-millionth of its divine might, it was still unimaginable power, enough to make the Central Plains' experts tremble.
The aura of the Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon spread across heaven and earth. The divine might of an ancient Great Emperor revived, flooding thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Every inch of space trembled as though it were about to split apart.
"Boom!"
A hole was blasted through the heavens themselves. Star River King's face twisted in terror as he tried to evade it. He was not a perfected King; back then, he had only just stepped into the realm of Severing the Dao and had merely survived until now by relying on Divine Origin liquid.
He had originally thought that taking this job would bring both fame and profit, and that he could devour the Sacred Body to extend his life. He had never expected to provoke an Emperor Weapon.
Below the sage realm, who dared claim they could withstand a single strike from an Emperor Weapon?
A vast pillar of light soared into the sky, carrying ultimate destruction and finality. Amid his extreme unwillingness, Star River King turned to dust and scattered away.
There was not the slightest suspense, nor any reversal. A single strike from an Emperor Weapon could kill even a Holy Master and