Just as the battle between Emperors continued atop Emperor Mountain and the Emperor-Class cultivators prepared to attack Nangong Huang and the others, an indifferent yet utterly familiar voice suddenly rang out, resounding throughout Emperor Mountain.
A figure everyone knew all too well suddenly stepped out of the void. Clad in white, he had a frame as slender and straight as a sword, ink-black hair cascading to his waist like a waterfall, sword-like brows, and starry eyes. Incomparably handsome, he possessed the bearing of a celestial being.
Everyone froze at the sight of him.
Amid the deathly silence, someone swallowed as they looked at the newcomer and said in a trembling voice, "Chu... Chu Kuangren!"
Those three syllables instantly struck like a massive stone crashing into a tranquil lake, stirring towering waves.
Everyone stared at Chu Kuangren in shock.
"Holy shit, wasn't he dead? How did he suddenly come back to life?!"
"Wasn't he sucked into the Emperor-Burying Coffin and buried in Black Soil? How could he... how could he appear here?!"
"Can even the Emperor-Burying Coffin not kill this guy? How is that possible? How on earth did he get out?!"
Chu Kuangren's enemies, such as the Sword Clan and Devil Race Emperor-Class cultivators, stared at him in disbelief.
"Are you a human or a ghost?"
An Emperor-Class cultivator from the Sword Clan spoke in a trembling voice.
Chu Kuangren glanced at him.
Bang!
A cloud of blood burst apart!
That Emperor-Class cultivator died on the spot without even getting a chance to scream, but this was only the beginning!
Clouds of blood bloomed one after another. In the span of a single breath, every Emperor-Class cultivator surrounding Nangong Huang and the others was killed by a force no one could detect.
Everyone shuddered involuntarily. Terror filled their eyes as