The Great Emperor Imprint, clad in a tattered Emperor Robe and holding a rusted ancient halberd, took a step forward.
The entire Myriad Races Battlefield Illusion wailed and trembled!
An imperial pressure thousands upon thousands of times more terrifying than a Supreme's surged forth.
Like billions of Primordial Divine Mountains collapsing, like an entire sea of stars overturning, it descended with a thunderous crash, pressing relentlessly down on Ye Tian at the battlefield's center!
Space solidified like an iron plate, and even the flow of time grew viscous and sluggish!
The shattered earth below could not withstand this Emperor’s Might. It silently caved in and disintegrated, becoming a horrifying abyss.
In the distance, Su Chen and the other elite prodigies were struggling fiercely against Holy Realm and Supreme imprints. The instant that Great Emperor's pressure swept over them, their expressions changed drastically, as though they had suffered a heavy blow!
"Pfft!"
"Argh!"
The immortal cauldron above one peerless prodigy's head groaned beneath the overwhelming burden, and most of the Immortal Aura cascading from it instantly dispersed.
A coppery sweetness rose in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, staggering backward with horror written all over his face!
The towering demonic flames on Prince Yama's Ten-Thousand-Zhang Demon Body instantly dimmed and died, as though doused with cold water. He grunted, and countless fine wounds split across his enormous Demon Body, spilling demonic blood!
He had already struggled to advance on the Heavenly Ascension Ladder.
He had expended tremendous effort and suffered internal injuries.
Now, inside the Myriad Races illusion, he had to face numerous Supreme imprints at once and could barely cope.
The other prodigies fared even worse. Those with slightly weaker cultivation were pressed limply to the ground by that Emperor’s Might.
Their bones creaked, and their