The Great Hall was deep, and the emperor was lofty. The Majesty seemed invisible, but it seemed to cover every corner. It weighed heavily on tan ping’s heart, making him panic and fear.
If this was only the brand of the heavenly emperor used in the river of time to maintain the changes of history, his actions would be abnormally dull. Facing the loss of the god Ascension Roll, he could only directly snatch it. How could he change the world and create a new universe like this, pulling himself and the water ancestor in front of him at the same time, unfathomable?
That was why he was the real celestial emperor. He did not know why he did not fall back then and mysteriously returned at the end of the Apocalypse!
The God Ascension Roll had finally provoked a big figure on the other shore!
The following changes were beyond Tan Ping’s imagination. Despair filled the air and cold sweat broke out.
