This was an earth-shaking battle between Emperors, rarely seen since ancient times. Most living beings would go their whole lives without even hearing of such a battle, let alone witnessing one.
Truly supreme power erupted, and heaven-defying might shattered space-time and everything within it.
Neither side held anything back. Forbidden secret techniques and supreme divine abilities appeared one after another, all hurled at the other with a single aim: to take his life.
Ye Fan's very existence was an insult to the Red-Haired Immortal Emperor, leaving him no face to show.
Worse, Ye Fan had ascended to Immortal Emperor. The "ant" had become a "True Dragon," no longer someone he could crush at will.
It was as though someone had taken the Red-Haired Immortal Emperor's pride, already fallen to the ground, and trampled it wildly.
An Immortal Emperor at the pinnacle had failed to kill a Quasi-Immortal Emperor and even let him break through? Did he have any idea what he was doing?
The emergence of one new Immortal Emperor could not shake the foundations of the Weird Race or threaten them with extinction.
But that did not mean the Weird Race would slight, much less ignore, an Immortal Emperor who had become their mortal enemy.
Across the Heavens and All Realms and their endless worlds, only Immortal Emperors were true players at the board, true rulers.
Even a newly ascended Immortal Emperor could not be ignored. Reaching this level meant entering a wholly different heaven and earth.
The Red-Haired Immortal Emperor would never hold back just because Ye Fan had only just entered this domain.
It was not merely a matter of pride. He also had to make up for his mistake.
Ye Fan being alive as an Immortal Emperor was his mistake, his fault.
It could be said