His father had left several wisps of God Emperor Aura on him on his sixth birthday.
They were a safeguard against unforeseen danger, and the God Emperor Aura would never dissipate.
It could remain with him forever, unless someone managed to disperse the God Emperor Aura.
But there was probably not a single person in the Myriad Heavens and Worlds capable of dispersing the God Emperor Aura.
At that moment, a trace of aura at his chest surged with boundless vastness. Though it was only a single wisp, it was like a brilliant, dazzling Great Sun, cowing all the stars.
The instant the God Emperor Aura appeared, this Great Thousand World teetered on the brink. It could not withstand the aura at all, as though it might collapse at any moment.
When the God Sovereign's aura had spread earlier, it had merely shaken the Star River and sent the sun and moon revolving.
Now, the moment the Imperial Aura appeared, even this Great Thousand World where time itself had no meaning—the mighty Gods’ Burial Ground—faced the danger of utter destruction.
The heavens and earth, the Star River, space and time—all trembled before this aura and shattered. They could not withstand it at all. It was far too terrifying, far beyond their limits.
Some of the small thousand worlds within this Great Thousand World collapsed outright, dissolving into primordial nothingness without leaving even the slightest trace of life.
It was too horrifying. Even the Empress Remnant Soul, who had been brimming with confidence earlier, felt her remnant soul quake and totter upon sensing this aura, becoming much fainter.
Before this wisp of aura, she was no more than the tiniest ant, without even the slightest ability to resist. Fortunately, the wisp held only the most primal intent to protect, with no