Boom!
The Primal Emperor's ultimate technique collided head-on with the Silent Extinction Demon Emperor's King-Slaying Hand. In an instant, sand flew and rocks hurtled across a radius of ten thousand miles. Within a thousand miles, Qi Force merged into a storm, flattening everything that could be flattened. Within a hundred miles, space shattered like a spiderweb, and at the center of that web was an energy sphere a hundred meters in diameter.
Ancient Camel Matriarch, Blood Shark King, and the others were several hundred miles away, yet they were still blasted away by the enormous shockwave. Other than the first two, everyone else spat out mouthful after mouthful of blood.
Since Ye Chen stood behind the Primal Emperor, he remained completely unharmed.
The energy sphere exploded and dispersed as the Primal Emperor and Silent Extinction Demon Emperor each retreated more than a dozen steps.
"Kid, you really know how to make enemies. Last time it was the Human-Demon Emperor; this time, it's an Emperor-level King of the demonic path." Turning his head, the Primal Emperor spoke helplessly.
Ye Chen felt somewhat apologetic. "Senior, I'll have to trouble you again this time."
His gaze returning to Silent Extinction Demon Emperor, the Primal Emperor said, "So be it. Rather than remain sealed within an ink-wash painting, never seeing the light of day, I might as well bloom with one final wisp of brilliance. As an Emperor-level King who had once stood at the height of fame, I prefer days filled with surging passion. Though being sealed in the ink-wash painting can preserve Origin Energy, it is not the life I like. The purpose of leaving behind this ink-wash painting was originally to deal with the Alien Race, not to prolong my 'life' in another way."
"Infinite Light, Divine Fist of the Imperial