The List of the Gods shuddered, and Saint Cliff split open, revealing a dazzling mass of divine source. Its light shone through the originally pitch-black rock, turning it into golden earth.
"I'll leave him to you!"
"In days past, you could lend the Great Emperor a hand!" The List of the Gods brimmed with anticipation. He had also witnessed the battle fluctuations that had shaken past and present not long before.
He had originally been discussing with the Wushi Bell whether they should go help. Their combined strength would be equivalent to Great Emperor Wushi wielding the Wushi Bell in one hand, enough to suppress any Supreme in the world.
But after watching for a while, he understood.
Qin Tian had made exhaustive preparations to pacify the Underworld, gathering the powerful figures of the present age, Divine Generals of the past, and the contingencies various Great Emperors had left to quell the Dark Turmoil. He had taken caution to its utmost extreme.
He had pacified the Underworld in a single stroke, fulfilling Great Emperor Wushi's wish.
That unrivaled combat strength surpassed even Great Emperor Wushi in his youth by a fair margin. Especially now, Extreme Dao auras flowed throughout Qin Tian's body. His flesh and skin were crystalline and translucent, every strand shining, making him look incomparably sacred.
In just thirty short years, he seemed to have undergone a qualitative transformation, resembling Great Emperor Wushi when he had just attained the Dao.
"Damn it, that's my body!"
In Qin Tian's hand, the Undying Daoist went mad, trying to escape his restraints and reenter his body.
"Wushi, you little brat, how vicious you are!" Seeing that he could not break free, the Undying Daoist began cursing Great Emperor Wushi again. "You actually hid my body right beside me!"
"Hmm, I nearly