"Usurpers?"
The Immortal Emperor named Chen Xu froze for a moment. Then fear, rage... a jumble of emotions flickered across his sinister face, finally twisting it into an expression bordering on madness.
"Usurpers?"
He suddenly laughed.
"Haha..."
"Hahahaha...!!!"
His manifestation trembled with his laughter, his white hair whipping wildly like an enraged beast.
"Look at what you've become!"
"Look at yourself!"
He pointed at the figure that had yet to fully form within the black mist, his voice dripping with mockery.
"Neither human nor ghost... looking like that, you dare call us 'usurpers'!?"
His laughter stopped abruptly. He stared at the figure formed from black mist, his gaze vicious.
"You're nothing but a homeless cur we slaughtered!"
"Even if you're still alive... what can you do!?"
"Do you have any idea how many years have passed?"
His manifestation suddenly stepped forward, the immortal essence surrounding him twisting into a storm in the void.
Yet the eyes within the black mist revealed only contempt.
That look alone sent Chen Xu's heart pounding, reminding him of the years he had spent struggling in the past.
A nameless rage instantly flared within him. "You think you're still who you were back then!?"
"You think we're still who we were back then!?"
The Immortal Emperor's manifestation swelled once more. He curled both hands around empty air, and immortal essence gathered in his palms to form a battle axe bristling with killing intent. Magma churned along its blade, its searing glow casting flickering light across the scarred half of his face. In the dark void, he resembled a savage god.
"If we could kill you back then-"
"We can kill you again now!!!"
The axe blade fell.
Chen Xu opened with a blow that poured in all his strength.
He intended to blast his opponent