The Demon Emperor slowly retreated into the Primordial World. He needed to enter seclusion now and reflect on what he had just experienced.
In that moment of mortal peril, the Demon Emperor had used his own kindling power to withstand most of the power of thunder.
Had his control over his power not been so exquisite, so utterly unparalleled.
How could that faint trace of kindling power possibly have withstood the terrifying power of thunder amplified by a Heavenly Dao-Class Weapon?
After returning to the Primordial World, Demon Emperor Daochen nodded slightly to Human Sovereign Fuxi. His brother-in-law had truly come through at the critical moment. Had he hesitated even a fraction, he probably could not have saved him with such precision.
At the same time, his trust in the Little Demon Emperor grew.
That fellow was as dependable as ever, always helping him wholeheartedly.
Now the Demon Emperor understood his intentions. He sincerely wanted to break free of the control from above.
And he had already chosen him, staking his final wager on him.
Demon Emperor Daochen understood that if the Little Demon Emperor failed again this time.
He would probably lose his last chance as well.
With the Demon Emperor's return, the Thunderclap Overlord led the vast Void Army away, gradually disappearing from the edge of the Primordial World.
The Thunderclap Overlord could certainly be said to have reaped a rich harvest this time.
Not only had he obtained the reunited Yin-Yang Mother-and-Child Sword, but he had also devoured a Void Overlord, becoming the single most powerful Overlord in the void.
Now, as long as he returned to the void, he would be invincible.
But at this moment, one matter was giving the Thunderclap Overlord a terrible headache.
Because he had fused with the attendant's soul, he was