"Who's there!"
Hidden killing intent lurked in the still space. The Black Tiger Emperor stopped in midair, his cold eyes sweeping his surroundings.
One breath!
Two breaths!
Suddenly.
Space split open without a sound, and a terrifying palm reached out, pressing straight down on him.
At the sight.
The Black Tiger Emperor, already prepared, struck out with a palm of his own.
The two palms collided.
Rules scattered.
His body trembled slightly, and he retreated a step, shattering the space beneath his feet.
When he looked ahead again, a figure walked out of the rift.
"So it really is you!"
"White Tiger Emperor!"
The Black Tiger Emperor gave the newcomer a cold smile.
It seemed he had known all along who would launch the sneak attack.
At his words.
The White Tiger Emperor remained calm.
"So you knew all along."
"Your White Tiger Race is bent on ruling the Tiger Race. Now that I've broken through, how could you possibly stand by and watch? But even with my injuries, are you confident you can kill me here?"
"We'll know once we fight."
As his words fell, the White Tiger Emperor moved abruptly, unleashing terrifying slaughtering power.
Roar!
White Tiger Roar.
Immediately, the Black Tiger Emperor moved as well, revealing his true form.
In an instant.
Two fierce tigers fought in the void, one black and one white, as irreconcilable as fire and water.
Boom!
Boom!!!
The battle between two Emperors, both upper third tier powerhouses, created such a tremendous disturbance that it could not possibly be concealed.
The powerhouses of the Myriad Races had withdrawn their attention from the Spirit Race's affairs and were preparing their next moves, only to have their attention drawn to the battle between the two races' Emperors.
"That's—the White Tiger Emperor!"
"The White Tiger Emperor