"Then let's see who has the last laugh!"
Prince Liu Mu flicked his sleeve.
Nie Yun smiled faintly.
He and the two of them had long since reached a point of life-and-death enmity. There was no need to humble himself and seek compromise.
Boom boom boom boom!
As the group warily guarded against one another, a succession of ceremonial cannon blasts rang out. In the distance, a majestic honor guard slowly came into view.
Seeing the honor guard approaching, everyone's expression turned solemn.
For the Pu Tian Dynasty to put on such a grand display—and dare to put on such a grand display—there was likely only one person: the Puntian Great Emperor!
"His Majesty has arrived!"
A eunuch cried out loudly.
The previously scattered crowd all fell to their knees in unison. Nie Yun did not want to draw the Puntian Great Emperor's attention the moment he arrived, so he too knelt behind the others.
Rumble!
An enormous imperial carriage flew over through the air. Dozens of super divine beasts whose names even Nie Yun did not know strode through the void before it, stopping directly in front of the crowd.
Sneaking a glance, Nie Yun saw a middle-aged man.
He had always been impersonating the "prince" of the Puntian Great Emperor. This was the first time he had seen the emperor's true appearance.
Like the Emperor Yuan Yang, one would never have imagined from appearances alone that he was a supreme figure who dominated the Divine Realm and ranked among its top five.
However, unlike the Emperor Yuan Yang, after receiving the worship of countless subjects for hundreds of millions of years, an aloof sovereign aura had formed within him. Even if one could not discern his cultivation, his bearing alone inspired awe from afar.
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