The dark mass of troops advanced like a torrent of steel, resembling a dense forest of weapons.
Each soldier held a battle halberd, iron sword, or spear, clad from head to toe in cold, forbidding armor. Together, they shook their weapons, and towering killing intent swept toward that pure land like a tsunami.
Atop his chariot, the Emperor Lord wore battle armor, his majesty imposing. Though the aura of this supreme expert did not directly affect his own army, it surged toward Ziwei Ancient Star like a raging tide.
He seemed like a Vermilion Bird descended upon the world, his divine might unrivaled, his bearing peerless. His red hair danced wildly, his face as impassive as an ancient well. His aura alone struck terror into people's hearts.
The people of Ziwei Ancient Star could scarcely withstand such pressure. Many began trembling involuntarily.
This was not cowardice, but their bodies' instinctive betrayal, an uncontrollable shuddering.
Those who stood at the pinnacle of Ziwei Ancient Star roared at the heavens in shame and fury, only to be met with even greater pressure.
The Emperor Lord gazed indifferently at Ziwei. Wherever his eyes fell, everyone dropped to their knees.
Even the Black Emperor's expression changed at this sight. This man's strength was far too terrifying!
In this age when no Ancient Supreme appeared in the world, even if he was not the foremost expert, he was close enough. Almost no one could be found who could hold him in check.
The Emperor Lord fixed his gaze on Jiang Zhu, who stood on the Immortal Island in the Northern Sea, the Chaos Bell hovering above his head as he held the Emperor Tower suppressed in his hand and met his eyes.
"Insolence!" A Great Commander of the Divine Court in Red Gold Battle Armor