Heavenly Emperor

This was a desolate mountain range, where not a blade of grass grew, as if it had once been ravaged by some destructive force.

Even after tens of millions of years, it remained utterly lifeless.

Extremely terrifying power still lingered beneath the mountain strata.

They were two utterly different forces that had confronted each other for a long time.

Until a third force intruded and forcibly scattered the two opposing powers. "Where is the Heavenly Emperor?"

Mandala and Futu Yun appeared within this boundless mausoleum.

The space surrounding the mausoleum was shattered.

The two terrifying pressures that had originally blanketed the entire land had long since been dispersed by Mandala.

At her peak, Mandala had only been at Earthly Sovereign Great Perfection, and her original body had lost a vast amount of power over the years.

Yet this flower-bud avatar of hers had broken through to the Heavenly Sovereign level, its strength already far surpassing that of her original body.

She had not absorbed her original body merely to recover her cultivation; she wanted to break through the shackles of her realm.

After completing the reunification and becoming whole, Mandala directly broke through to the Immortal-grade Realm and stepped into the Immortal-grade Peak in a single stride.

She was only one step away from Saint Grade.

Although she was still inferior to the Heavenly Emperor and the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor at their peaks,

the two forces remaining in the Heavenly Emperor Mausoleum were now merely rootless drifting duckweed.

They could not possibly be a match for Mandala as she was now.

At this time, the Ancient Heavenly Palace had yet to truly open, and the backup measures left behind by the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor could not be used.

Furthermore, Futu Yun knew the course of the original story,