Emperor Venerable seemed to be an extraordinarily important figure across every timeline of the Shrouding the Heavens universe. The singular destiny of the Lord of the Heavenly Court made him a nexus of history in his own right. No one could ignore his existence.
Yuangeng carefully studied the familiar yet unfamiliar man. Though he had lived for many, many years across two timelines, this was his first time seeing Emperor Venerable alive with his own eyes.
He looked quite young, appearing to be in his thirties. He wore loose, ink-black imperial robes and a crown woven from nine colors. His pitch-black eyes were slightly lowered, and within them, visions of the Heavenly Court reigning over the heavens and darkness consuming myriad worlds were being born and extinguished.
"Emperor Venerable!"
He spoke in a low voice, but the moment he uttered that name, which had once shaken the Myriad Races and eclipsed the universe, pitch-black Order Divine Chains rattled out of the boundless darkness. Each stretched taut as a battle spear, stabbing toward Yuangeng's chest.
Here, even Emperor Venerable's name seemed taboo. To speak it aloud was to invite the heavenly punishment of darkness.
"Enough of your smoke and mirrors!"
Yuangeng sneered. One of his palms instantly turned pitch-black, and with a sweep through the void, he shattered the Order Divine Chains inch by inch. Their fragments became pure dark power and sank back into the altar beneath his feet.
Then pitch-black lunar essence immortal light gathered in Yuangeng's hand, forming a battle spear half a zhang long. Accompanied by the Great Kun's piercing cry, he hurled it at Emperor Venerable, who sat upon the Dark Throne.
"Annihilation!"
Faced with this, Emperor Venerable could no longer maintain his detached air of looking down upon the universe. He raised his head and