"Greetings, Emperors! Greetings, Emperors..."
Around Emperor Mountain, countless cultivators bowed in salute.
The might of the nine Emperors shook the heavens.
At that moment, Sha Wushe, one of the nine Emperors, looked at Lan Yu and Murong Xuan and said, "It seems we still have a score to settle."
"What do you mean?"
Lan Yu asked coolly.
"Chu Kuangren offended so many people before. Did you really think we would just let that slide? Although he's dead now, did you really think you could escape unscathed as people close to him?"
"Do you want a contest between Emperors?!"
Lan Yu took out her white scepter, her imperial might swirling.
"Heh, I really do want to see how great the difference between us is, now that we're both Emperors!" Sha Wushe sneered.
He stepped forward and threw a punch at Lan Yu.
Driven by Emperor Qi, the might of his heavenly baleful indestructible body surged countless times over. The violent killing intent swirled, almost shattering the void.
Lan Yu snorted coldly and threw a punch of her own.
White divine flame burned, colliding with the killing intent. The two powers intertwined, and two utterly different imperial mights erupted. The entire Emperor Mountain shuddered several times, and the escaping power sent countless cultivators flying.
"The might of an Emperor truly is extraordinary. Back then, even the Emperor-Burying Coffin controlling a vast number of Emperor-Class cultivators couldn't damage Emperor Mountain in the slightest. Yet now, a single strike from an Emperor has shaken it. How terrifying."
"This power is a little frightening."
After that exchange, Lan Yu and Sha Wushe each retreated a step.
Killing intent swirled around Sha Wushe as he pushed his heavenly baleful indestructible body to its utmost limit. Emperor Qi intertwined as he unleashed his Heavenly Baleful Manifestation.
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