It had already taken countless steps, how could it falter at this last one.
A series of creaks and cracks resounded from its bones.
The Southern Emperor's head lifted inch by inch, employing the same old trick, and roared once again: "I am——"
Rip.
The black robe on Shen Yi's body suddenly tore apart, blood beads seeping through his skin.
Just a simple gesture from the Southern Emperor earlier almost killed the three Generals of Southern Defense who each held equivalent to sixty-six Demon Slaying Orders.
Although Shen Yi possessed ninety-one Original Order, in the end, he was only a cultivator of the Six-Six Transformation Realm, not having completed his metamorphosis.
Yet, facing the Southern Emperor's rise, he showed no intention to avoid it. Instead, he descended with a heavy footstep.
Boom!
The Southern Emperor's freshly lifted head was once again suppressed, and even the roar was abruptly interrupted.
