In the realm of the Divine Capital, a world-shaking battle erupted.
The battle between the Holy Emperor and the Immortal Emperor.
The battle between the Human Race and the Foreign Races.
An unprecedented ultimate showdown brewed the most extreme storm of destruction.
Even the palace, guarded by the power of the Primeval Creation Axe, was destroyed in an instant by the force of the two.
"Holy Emperor!"
"Xiao Chen!"
"Master!"
"Emperor Xiao!"
Shen Danyao worried about Yin Chong, while Ning Qingxuan, Nangong Yanran, and Ji You of the Yu Emperor were concerned for Xiao Chen.
Normally, they were all confident in the person they each believed in.
But this time, the strength of their opponents was extraordinary, and they did not dare to be certain.
"Stop the noise, that kid won't be defeated so easily!"
Yomotsu, already floating high in the sky, couldn't help but shout out, yet he stared intently at the battlefield, not blinking an eye.
