"Emperor Ying? Heavens, Emperor Ying from ancient history and the Desolate Heaven Emperor were locked in a fierce battle with the enemy. This defies all reason!"
Tens of thousands of years had passed since the emperors crossed the sea to quell the turmoil. Some younger descendants had never seen any trace of an emperor and could only learn of their existence through ancient records and their elders.
"Who is the other one? He doesn't look like that lord. I don't recognize him."
Some beings cried out in astonishment. Of course, it was not just these youngsters-even the kings were shocked. They had no recollection whatsoever of the figure wielding a ten-tiered Treasure Pagoda, fiercely battling a supreme being steeped in darkness. He was neither the legendary Heavenly Emperor Wusheng nor the Willow Emperor, but an unfamiliar emperor who had joined the battle.
Yet excitement filled their hearts. This emperor belonged to their side. Knowing that was enough.
Moreover, in the stretch of the Boundary Sea reflected beneath the emperors' feet, fallen beings emerged in dense masses, driving Reception Ancient Halls toward them in a surging tide.
"They're coming."
"It is the ominous presence, the darkness-the fallen are mobilizing. The scene from the Emperor-Drop Era is appearing again."
An old king's voice began to tremble.
"There is no need to worry. Victory belongs to us. Don't forget-our emperors are the strongest."
A True Immortal from an ancient clan of the Yin-Yang Realm spoke. His clan had fought alongside Lin Yue all the way from Immortal Ancient, and no fear stirred in his heart.
"Exactly. The emperors are fighting, and we cannot fall behind. Sons of our clan, raise our battle banners and meet the darkness!"
At that shout, battle banners rose one after another, awaiting the arrival of the dark army.