"Huang, have you truly become an Emperor?"
The Ten-Crown King, Son of Heaven, strode across time with the bearing of a dragon and tiger and asked.
The Kings were equally excited. Giants such as Lin Ni, Gu Fu, Jin, and the Exiled Immortal gathered around Shi Hao, desperate to know the answer. Their burning gazes converged on him. Had Shi Hao not reined in his Emperor Will, they would likely have suffered grievous injuries.
"That's right. I have stepped into the Emperor Realm."
Seeing that his comrades were unharmed, Shi Hao finally relaxed. The instant he spoke, cheers erupted across the Dam.
The Ten-Crown King and Lin Ni seemed to breathe sighs of satisfaction, but then their expressions grew solemn again. They, too, would pursue the Emperor Realm.
"Desolate Heaven Emperor...!"
A crowd of True Immortals and undying beings, even some Kings, shouted his title. A supreme Emperor possessed an invisible power to rally and inspire.
"Everyone, although the darkness has retreated, it will surely return. We must not grow careless."
An old King from the Emperor-Drop Era spoke. He truly did not wish to dampen their excitement, but having lived through that age, he knew the darkness would not simply cease its attacks. Just as the fallen beings had said, even more terrifying upheavals would come. Unless the source of Ultimate Darkness was eradicated, the fallen beings would never be wiped out, not even by the time this era perished.
"Indeed, we must not relax. But we have the Desolate Heaven Emperor...!"
"Awooo...!"
A veteran True Immortal spoke, only to change his tune and promptly cast the matter aside. Another wave of cheers arose. Faith was that terrifying-it made people fearless. Even though the darkness had not been eradicated, it could not shake their confidence in the Desolate Heaven