The Emperor, radiating Dragon Qi, strode forward, stopping ten thousand meters from Liang Hui.
Liang Hui stood with his hands behind his back, his robe fluttering wildly, his eyes deeper and more boundless than the starry sky.
There were too many, too many reasons to speak out, whether to stand by and watch the slaughter, or to enslave the common folk... Each one justified and legitimate.
But, in the end, the youth uttered only three words.
"You block the path!"
"Block the path?"
A low, sinister, yet charming voice emanated from behind the Celestial Emperor, slowly spreading through the air.
A figure shrouded in chilling Demonic Qi appeared at the Emperor's side.
Gradually dispersing the surrounding Demonic Qi, a blood-clothed, bewitching youth with a pair of earnest, crimson eyes was revealed.
"Indeed, that deserves death!"
He paused, with sincerity spreading across his wicked face.
