“D-Dugu Daoist Friend, who exactly is he?” The Tomb Keeper was nearly stammering.
What he had just seen had turned his entire view of the world upside down.
Someone had nearly slapped the Heavenly Dao to death?
Then what the hell had they been planning the Heaven-Slaying Plan for all these years?
A few choice curses bubbled up in the Tomb Keeper's mind.
"He is the Heavenly Emperor."
Light flickered in Dugu Baitian's eyes. He knew what palm strike Meng Chuan had just used: Tathagata's Palm, one of the strongest Divine Arts in the Chat Group's shop.
It was also one of the Divine Arts he longed for most.
"The Heavenly Emperor? Emperor of Heaven?"
The Tomb Keeper murmured to himself. A title like that, power like that—could a human truly attain them?
But where had this man come from?
Could he be some ancient undying relic from before the world was born? Someone even older than himself?
"Now you don't have to worry about the Heavenly Dao coming out early to stir up trouble, right?"
Meng Chuan's voice sounded as he appeared before them, smiling broadly.
"Thank you, Great Emperor," Dugu Baitian said. Meng Chuan's slap had bought him ample time to grow stronger.
"No need." Meng Chuan waved a hand.
[Administrator] Meng Qi lv59: The great bully of the Myriad Heavens and Worlds! The Heavenly Dao was minding its own business at home, and you went straight over and beat it up! [Member] Fei Peng lv95: Little Meng, this is a fallen Heavenly Dao. The kind that destroys worlds... [Member] Lu Mingfei lv43: Have you gone corrupt?!! Someone, seize him! [Administrator] Meng Qi lv59: Oh! A fallen Heavenly Dao? Then never mind!
"You guessed right. The Heavenly Dao has already sent its lackeys out to cause