"Good! Well killed! Hahahaha..."
Meng Hai laughed endlessly, exhilaration flooding through him. The Heavens had been at a disadvantage, weighing heavily on his heart. He had sensed that their cause was lost; it was only a matter of sooner or later.
If they fought desperately, perhaps they could still hold back the eerie Immortal Emperors and keep The Heavens from destruction for several thousand years, to see whether those few beings with a chance of reaching the Immortal Emperor realm could defy heaven and succeed.
Yet he knew full well that if they could become Immortal Emperors, they probably would have done so long ago. Why would they have waited until now, only to succeed within these few thousand years?
This was nothing more than a beautiful fantasy before death, one that would ultimately end in disappointment.
Who could have imagined that, at the crucial moment, two peerless powerhouses would emerge out of nowhere and decisively slay two eerie Immortal Emperors, giving everyone a shot of strength and bringing hope and the first light of dawn?
Not only Meng Hai but also Luo Tianxian, Qin Wuya, Zhu Jiuyin, Taishu Xuanji, and Gu Zhou were laughing.
The arrival of the Twin Stones was like two imperial stars blazing across the sky, dispelling the darkness and illuminating The Heavens' darkest hour.
To put it bluntly, the situation had reached a point of extreme crisis. Taishu Xuanji and Gu Zhou had been so thoroughly suppressed that they could not lift their heads. Zhu Jiuyin and Qin Wuya were slightly better off, but still clearly at a disadvantage. Luo Tianxian and Meng Hai could not spare themselves to help anyone else. By contrast, every eerie Immortal Emperor was at their peak, vigorous as dragons and tigers. The scales of victory had already tilted heavily,