"Kill!"
Hundreds of millions of Immortal-Demons roared. Their Killing Intent surged to the heavens, casting a blood-red veil over the Three Realms.
Immortal-Demon Grand Formations sprang up one after another. Hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Immortals and hundreds of True Immortals formed each Grand Formation. The opposing sides attacked each other, unleashing Spells that shook heaven and earth.
This was the first sight that greeted Meng Chuan.
"That nearly scared the handsome right out of me." Meng Chuan's expression remained steady.
"Great Emperor!" Ji Ning spotted Meng Chuan too and called out in delight.
But the experts of Nuwa's Faction beside Ji Ning stiffened. They watched Meng Chuan gravely, their wariness plain to see.
How could someone suddenly appear before them without any of them noticing?
"Everyone, he's on our side! I brought him here to help!"
Ji Ning hurried to explain to his comrades. If they attacked the Great Emperor without a word, things would go badly.
Ji Ning wasn't worried about Meng Chuan. He was worried Nuwa's Faction would be flattened by its own ally.
Hearing Ji Ning's words, the Three Pure Ones Daoist and the others relaxed a little. They watched Ji Ning walk over to speak with the mysterious man.
"Great Emperor, you're finally here!" Ji Ning's joy was written all over his face.
Meng Chuan looked toward the battlefield. Immortal-Demons on both sides had already fallen.
"Even with your current strength, you couldn't deter the Infinite Gate?" Meng Chuan asked.
Ji Ning gave a bitter smile. "After I advanced to Ancestral God and my strength soared, I went alone to fight the Infinite Gate. No one was my match, and I came back unscathed."
"But that only made them start the war sooner."
They refused to give Ji Ning any more time to grow—not even