The wind was blowing.
Outside the five Phoenix Sky, the atmosphere was cold and silent.
A new emperor was born, and the ancient Emperor was still alive. The emperor's might of the two collided with each other, forming a terrifying storm.
The two seemed to be destined to be enemies from the very beginning.
Becoming a golden immortal was the first emperor in millions of years in the ninth heaven. At this moment, Mi Jia's aura rose to the extreme.
Everything that he had dreamed of had come true at this moment.
His heart was like fire. He wanted to challenge the authority of the old days.
Ancient Emperor heavenly spirit floated in the air and looked down from above. His eyes carried a bit of pressure. It was the pressure from a superior.
He carried a coffin on his back and a majestic energy was wrapped around his body.
