"Have they come looking for me again?" The Eastern Emperor frowned, thoroughly wearied by the endless nuisance.
This turmoil had continued for a long time, over a hundred years by now, yet it had still not completely subsided.
Although he had deliberately hidden in remote places to cultivate in seclusion, he was still affected from time to time, forced into this unprecedented blood turmoil.
Over these years of constantly moving and withdrawing from the world, no small number of experts had died at his hands, including at least a dozen Supremes and two astonishingly powerful Immortal Dao Beings.
But the benefits were enormous as well. From these experts' primordial spirits or true spirits, he had obtained many secret techniques and legacies, including some Immortal Dao scriptures.
These had benefited him immensely, considerably broadened his horizons, and allowed him to absorb many essential mysteries, further elevating and perfecting the cultivation method he had created.
"What?"
Opposite him, an Immortal Dao powerhouse who had suddenly attacked underwent a drastic change of expression. Though humanoid in appearance, he had golden horns and a third, vertical eye, and immortal light wreathed his entire body.
He shuddered, stared fixedly at the Eastern Emperor, and recognized him, crying out involuntarily, "It was you! Longgu and the others died at your hands!"
He had thought this was merely a human-path Supreme hiding here from disaster, vainly hoping to escape calamity, someone he could casually slaughter with his cultivation at the Immortal Dao level.
He had indeed heard of the Eastern Emperor before, but had paid him no mind, assuming those were only rumors.
Surely the one who had killed True Immortals like Longgu and the others was an exceptionally powerful Immortal Dao powerhouse deeply concealed within this world.
Never had he imagined that someone truly could defy