In moments, an Immortal Emperor had fallen into eternal silence. All was still within and beyond the worlds, not a sound to be heard. No one dared believe what they had seen.
The battle back then had been forgotten, but a very few still remembered it: Luo Tianxian and Meng Hai, for instance, and a handful of cultivators at the Third Stage of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor realm.
That battle, too, had yielded a considerable result. Four Emperors had been slain, lives traded for lives. It had been tragic and heroic.
But the shock it brought to those within and beyond the worlds could not compare to this.
An Emperor had fallen into eternal silence in mere moments. What that meant sent chills through the Weird Living Beings, as though they had plunged into an icy abyss.
Worse, that Emperor had been killed so quickly while all Ten Weird Emperors were present and fighting together, not while he faced six opponents alone.
It was too inconceivable, too terrifying.
Ten against six, and they had lost one so quickly? Did they even know how to fight?
A thought even arose in the hearts of those qualified to watch the battle.
These Weird Immortal Emperors seem awfully weak.
If I went in...could I do it too?
In truth, if they went in, they really could not.
As for the strength of the Weird Immortal Emperors, even those who had joined their ranks later, Luo Tianxian and Meng Hai knew it well.
The sight had stunned even the two of them, but neither of them could have done the same.
Soon, the living beings of the Myriad Worlds and the Weird Living Beings alike realized how naive that thought had been.
Perhaps it was not that the Weird Immortal Emperors were too weak, but