Outside the Immortal Mausoleum.
The Eastern Emperor was domineering to the extreme.
He stared coldly toward the area where Heaven-Soaring Supreme resided. "Otherwise, I wouldn't mind fighting my way straight in!"
"Good! Good! Good!"
Sealed within immortal source, Heaven-Soaring Supreme laughed in his fury.
He said "good" three times in succession, his boundless Dao voice shaking the heavens.
At the same time, he sighed inwardly, knowing this battle could no longer be avoided.
As a former Primordial Emperor, he was likewise supremely conceited and proud, and had no wish to evade battle.
Utterly decisive, he emerged directly once he had made up his mind.
Boom! The next instant, the immortal source split apart.
As though a fierce beast that had lain dormant for countless ages had awakened, endless essence qi surged toward him. Countless rays of auspicious light soared into the sky, and endless Great Dao symbols crowded together.
A soaring beam of light pierced the firmament, its pressure making heaven and earth rumble as the myriad Daos wailed.
It was as though all of heaven and earth could not bear his existence.
It made one shudder.
"If you wish to die, I shall grant your wish!"
An incomparably blazing figure charged straight out from the depths of the Immortal Mausoleum.
Heaven-Soaring Supreme wore the Black Battle Garment, with an Immortal Sword on his back. Pitch-black throughout and covered in dragon patterns, it radiated an aura that shook the world.
He stood above the firmament, staring coldly at the Eastern Emperor, making no effort to conceal his boundless, supreme aura, which seemed capable of trampling the Starry Sky to pieces and terrified all living beings.
"Fight me at the Mythic Battlefield!"
The Eastern Emperor looked coldly at Heaven-Soaring Supreme.
Refusing to show weakness, he spoke indifferently, his killing intent boundless.