"Your words always hit the nail on the head, Senior."
Jiang Taibai spoke like a junior humbly accepting instruction. "Compared to you, we truly are mere infants who have only just learned to crawl."
"And yet, despite possessing the most perfect, most ancient origin in this world, you willingly let yourself be shackled by so-called humanity and mortal flesh."
"In our eyes... is that not a wanton squandering of heaven's gifts?"
Cang Xuan nodded slightly beside him. "Hehehe, we have already experienced your great power in the Lower Realm, Senior."
"Naturally, we alone could never match the might of a single palm strike from you. We are merely mayflies shaking a tree, laughably ignorant of our own limits."
"But what if... we added this entire Demon Realm?"
"And all the resentment and despair of every brilliant genius who has died throughout the Three Realms over these countless years?"
The instant those words fell.
The entire pitch-black Origin Realm erupted into turmoil!
"Tap..."
"Tap..."
Countless footsteps sounded throughout the Origin Realm at once.
Chen Xu, Lu Yu, and the other nine Immortal Emperors turned in horror, only to see pairs of lifeless eyes lighting up in the darkness.
Countless dark figures radiating terrifying auras slowly emerged from the abyss.
At their head stood a figure all the Immortal Emperors knew only too well.
"Gu Hong?!" Chen Xu cried out involuntarily.
Beside Gu Hong, more familiar faces emerged.
A figure with snow-white hair and beard, whose presence commanded awe even without anger.
"Feng Hai?!"
Then came a fourth figure, a fifth, a hundredth, a ten-thousandth...
There were not only former Immortal Emperors such as Feng Hai and Shuijing, but countless fallen powerhouses of the Demon Realm, and even the untold trillions of beings who had died in the Demon Realm's Twenty-Four Hells