"How could this *sshole become an emperor? Ten gene locks open? No way! The Sky Tree hasn't even fully recovered yet," Dragon King said.
Pang!
Sky King leaped down, his stomp creating a deep hole in the ground.
"You're the *sshole right now. Ugh, why did I ever trust you?" Han Sen used his phoenix techniques to dodge Sky King, who was going to try to stomp on him next. He was going to attempt another escape.
But suddenly, many golden palaces began to fall from the sky. And as they clobbered the area all around, in great ruin and catastrophe, Han Sen felt as if he had stumbled into a post-apocalyptic landscape left to the faint whispers of dust and echoes.
"Whoa, he is an emperor! This is his Sky Palace technique. It's fueled by a Space element. Unless we kill him, we're trapped!" Dragon King cried aloud.
