Between the mountains, a strong beam of light suddenly shot out, rocks flew, earth shook, and countless birds were startled into flight.
A vast and tremendous momentum burst forth, altering the blue sky and the drifting clouds.
The imperial daughter quickly appeared atop a mountain peak, excitement written all over her face as she murmured, "The Great Emperor has finally emerged from seclusion!"
With her words still hanging in the air, a blood-red figure leapt out from the billowing dust, shooting through the sky like an arrow released from its bow, leaving behind a pitch-black spatial rift.
The imperial daughter hurriedly followed, worried. Could something have happened to the Great Emperor?
On the desolate Juetian Plain, a figure suddenly flew out, hovering forty thousand meters above ground, clad in a red robe that fluttered loudly in the wind, hair billowing—it was the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny.
