Kun Zhou approached slowly, wearing the Di Huang Crown, his long gray-white hair hanging loose.
He wore a moon-white battle robe inlaid with fragments of divine gold, these precious materials cleverly protecting the vital parts of his body.
At his brow, a piece of Black-Gold Immortal Platform Armor shone like a black sun. This was genuine Great Emperor-grade material, radiating a mysterious and powerful aura.
Kun Zhou was tall and straight-backed. Most chilling of all were his gray eyes, his gaze like lightning, their depths steeped in endless vicissitudes.
Though terrifying blood qi pressure radiated from his entire body, it could not conceal the marks the years had left upon him.
During the Primordial Era, not long after the Fighting Saint Emperor fell, Kun Zhou had instigated a battle and nailed the Divine Silkworm Princess to death at the Desolate Sacred Temple.
"Kun Zhou!"
On the land of Central Province, two fierce beams of golden light burst from Monkey's eyes. The Divine Silkworm Princess's face was filled with murderous intent as she stared fixedly at Kun Zhou in the Formation Platform Eye.
"Enough! Let this end here today!" Kun Zhou's voice was calm and flat, yet it rose above the chaotic aftershocks of the battlefield and reached every being's ears clearly.
The Golden King glared with his Metal eyes. Though unwilling, faced with the hopeless situation of six imperial weapons and six Human Great Sages, he ultimately offered no objection.
Great Saint Yan Qi's aura was even more depleted, his Qilin manifestation battered beyond recognition. He had long since begun thinking of retreat.
"The Ji Family, the Jiang Family, Jade Pool, Tianxuan... good, very good! The Human Clan's reserves are not to be underestimated."
The Jiang Family's Great Sage sneered, crimson radiance flowing like blood over the Hengyu Furnace. "Kun