In the Four Symbols Secret Realm, Cursed Yin's roar had just subsided when Dao Qiongcang immediately stepped forward to take control:
"Lord Cursed Yin, may I ask what happened?"
But Cursed Yin seemed to have gone mad, unwilling to explain to a mere ant, unable to suppress the anger, he could only shout:
"This is intolerable!"
"The Divine Farmer Hundred Grass, this is intolerable!"
The violent sound waves plowed the earth, tearing the vegetation to disintegration, as if to obliterate all life in this place.
"..."
Yue Gongli stood aside, somewhat lost in thought.
In an unnoticed corner, he too had ascended to Holy Emperor, an utterly normal, ordinary tenth level Holy Emperor.
As expected.
It was like a grand dream.
Just days ago, the title "Holy Emperor" seemed out of reach, yet he muddled through, and there he was.
This didn't cause a single ripple.
Just like Yue Gongli, a role in life that has long been deemed insignificant.
