This was an event unprecedented since ancient times. Even Shi Hao had only experienced being surrounded and attacked by seven Quasi-Immortal Emperors.
Qin Tian was even fiercer than him, taking on eight alone!
Faced with this situation, even someone as powerful as Qin Tian could hardly defy heaven. Which Quasi-Immortal Emperor was not a peerless genius?! Which was not a supreme powerhouse?!
Anyone capable of fighting two alone was a Battle Saint, and even then could barely hold on. Fighting three alone essentially meant certain death, with few capable of defying heaven.
And eight Emperors appearing together... this was destined to be a World-Destroying Tribulation. Qin Tian was living through the darkest day of his life.
The eight Quasi-Immortal Emperors from the far end of ancient history awakened and attacked together, seeking to annihilate Qin Tian.
Of the eight Emperors, two even had cultivation far beyond his. At their very first clash, Qin Tian suffered grievous injuries. Cracks spread across his jade-colored bones, and his entire body resembled a shattered porcelain doll.
"No, I can't hold out!" Qin Tian's Emperor Body shattered, and he coughed up Emperor Blood without stopping. Every drop resembled a blazing sun, radiant and crystalline, containing immense divine power. Each falling drop of blood was enough to create countless Immortal Kings.
Qin Tian sighed. "At this point, I can only use my final move!"
Hearing this, everyone grew wary. Suddenly, Qin Tian pointed behind the eight Emperors and cried in panic, "Look, what's that?!"
Everyone looked in the direction Qin Tian pointed. There was nothing but chaos. When they turned back, Qin Tian had already run off!
It was not that they were naive. They had simply never imagined that Qin Tian, someone who could stand alone against eight Emperors, would play such a childish trick.