In that sigh, there was a mix of regret and reflection, accompanied by a sense of admiration.
However, immediately after, He sensed that something was wrong with His thoughts. After all… he could be considered His former enemy.
Towards enemies, He definitely couldn't feel admiration.
"It's fine if you die; to die twice is something else entirely."
Jade Flowing Dust snorted coldly and retracted His gaze from the distant horizon.
"However, in this era where True Gods are rare and the Lord Gods are in deep slumber, your story is about to end and my story… is about to begin."
…
At this moment, the sky of the Eastern Wanggu was empty.
Three of the four black-level holy lands that had floated there collapsed under the Sword Holding Great Emperor's sword.
The remaining Demon Feather Holy Land also fell with a wave of his hand and was given to the Empress.
Only the Demon Feather Great Emperor had already escaped long ago.
