The Demon Emperor cut through the army of the dead, heading due west.
Just then, the Demon Emperor suddenly realized something: he had lost his bearings.
The magnetic field here had changed, throwing his divine sense into confusion.
Demon Emperor Daochen frowned. "What's going on?"
At that moment, everyone looked up into the sky in horror.
An immensely powerful figure stood in midair. "Grand Ancestor God Apollo, you killed me last time, but now I've returned. Accept my challenge! I hope you can defeat me again. Otherwise, I'll slaughter everyone in this Angel Holy City."
Clearly, he had caused the changes in the surrounding magnetic field. Simply standing there had brought about such a tremendous disturbance.
Clearly, a battle between supreme powers was about to erupt.
The Demon Emperor hurriedly fled in one direction at top speed. He understood one thing very well: beings of this caliber did not care whether you had any chance of surviving.
Just as he paid no heed to the lives of ants when he fought.
In a battle at this level, a single lapse could cost them their lives. How could they spare any concern for others?
The Demon Emperor was extremely fast, fleeing into the distance in the blink of an eye.
He no longer cared where he was. He just needed to get out first.
Only after running for who knew how long without stopping did he finally relax.
"I finally got away. A grand ancestor god! That was actually a grand ancestor god!"
The Demon Emperor felt that this journey had truly been worthwhile. He had always wondered why beings above perfect gods so rarely appeared.
Top-tier powerhouses like them generally stayed behind the lines and seldom took to the battlefield.
Thus, the Demon Emperor was not particularly surprised, nor was