"Heng Emperor, would you dare fight me without using an immortal weapon?"
The Nine-Headed Lion stood immovable upon the earth. Slaying two Forbidden Zone Ancient Emperors who had undergone ultimate sublimation had only made his presence more imposing and domineering. His golden body was stained with blood, his might boundless.
He had clearly prepared in advance. Swallowing an ancient medicine, he swiftly restored his aura to its peak.
Then the lion raised his head and met the Heng Emperor's gaze high in the heavens. Behind him, the blue-black bell, the feather fan shimmering with five colors, the Heavenly Pillar whose Dao upheld the cosmos, the iron whip resembling a True Dragon, and the crystalline stone mirror all rose into the air. Their auras differed, yet they flowed together as one, their heavenly might as oppressive as a prison.
Such power made many of the spectating Forbidden Zone Supremes frown. When the Nine-Spirit Venerable had slain the Blood Locust Tree Ancient Emperor earlier, many had recognized his extraordinary qualities.
It was hard to imagine that this old lion, who had plainly never undergone the baptism of the Heavenly Heart Imprint, could still be so overwhelmingly powerful. Any one of those five weapons might have been slightly weaker than their Extreme Dao Weapons, but united, the five were enough to suppress the vast majority of Imperial Dao Weapons.
An exceptionally challenging opponent!
Many Supremes marveled that even a world so peaceful and weak could produce a genuine powerhouse like this. Quite a few Forbidden Zone Supremes admired him, while those like the Battle Emperor Fangu even felt the urge to make a move.
In the eyes of many Supremes, becoming immortal was not necessarily the purpose of longevity. Witnessing the wonders along the road was also something they pursued.
"Very well!"
Seeing