Chapter 243: Kill-Please vote with your monthly tickets
In this age, when Supremes were nowhere to be seen, old fossils like these were already called Supremes.
These were two old monsters who had survived since ancient times. Only a thread separated them from the true Supreme realm, yet that thread seemed like an impassable chasm.
Neither of them was afraid to break through to the Supreme realm. They were simply stuck here, unable to step over the threshold because they were rather weak.
Still, in the present age, they were indeed invincible existences. High above the nine heavens, the wind seemed to forget to blow, and the clouds froze in place. Stars beyond the sky trembled and swayed, while the sun lost its brilliance. Two even more dazzling figures appeared, blazing runes blossoming around them and illuminating heaven and earth, as though millions of suns had gathered together and been born into the world.
Both figures were unimaginably huge. Their manifestations towered between heaven and earth like two vast continents suspended in the sky, standing at opposite ends of the Blood-Colored Plains. Despite being ten thousand miles apart, both figures were clearly visible, for they filled the northern and southern skies.
One figure had brilliant golden hair, with what seemed like great stars rising and sinking between its strands. An aura of countless ages emanated from him, proclaiming that throughout heaven and earth, he alone reigned supreme.
He was the War Emperor, the War Clan's supreme existence from ancient times. He had participated in the great wars of that era-a lowly soldier who had returned alive from the Border Wasteland battlefield, though by now he had become an ancestral figure.
In short, after surviving the Border Wasteland battlefield by sheer luck and returning to the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, he