"Then, are you willing to accept my plan?" the Desolate Heavenly Emperor asked gravely, gazing at Jiang Zhu.
"Actually, there are other ways to enter that Plateau." As Jiang Zhu spoke, he released his pure aura of dark origin.
"Hmm?!"
Sensing the aura emanating from Jiang Zhu, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor's gaze abruptly sharpened.
Blazing light erupted from those eyes that seemed to hold the starry rivers of countless ages, like the first ray of light at the creation of heaven and earth, piercing the mists of the River of Time.
His imperial might, as vast as an abyss, instantly seethed like a raging ocean and bore down on Jiang Zhu without restraint.
Whoosh!
The entire River of Time churned violently beneath that terrifying aura. Countless splashes of time froze in place, and the scenes of the past, present, and future trembled and blurred.
This was the wrath of a Heavenly Emperor who had survived countless bloody battles and suppressed the darkness of myriad ages!
"Such pure... such profound darkness!" The Desolate Heavenly Emperor's voice turned icy. "Were you ushered in by those things Above the Heavens? Have you fallen into darkness?!"
Watching the pure yet unfathomable aura of dark origin emanating from Jiang Zhu, towering waves surged through his heart.
In "quality," this felt little different from the source of the strangeness and ominousness he had sensed Above the Heavens, in the Plateau's Ancestral Land.
"Of course not. This comes from the method I cultivate. I merely refined dark matter."
Facing the all-encompassing imperial might, enough to suffocate and crush even a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, Jiang Zhu stood perfectly straight as fourteen-colored wheels of Great Dao light spontaneously revolved around him.
A storm swept dense Great Dao symbols toward the Desolate Heavenly Emperor's aura. Divine light blazed and laws surged,