Amidst the Chaos.
The Great Emperor No-Origin, his head crowned with the No-Origin Bell, with steps upon the Void, moved forward step by step. A Void Dao manifested under his feet, like a sharp sword without equal, easily tearing through the oppressive Void and parting the Heavenly Court Formation's attacks.
On the path of the Void Dao, he walked as if on flat ground, unaffected by the oppression and obstruction from the side of the Heavenly Court.
With each step drawing nearer to Emperor Ziwei, his mouth didn't stop its mockery: "Cowardly gods, as one of the Heavenly Court Six Emperors, you only dare to hide behind countless Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, not even having the courage to confront me. Do you think you're worthy of being called a god?"
"Emperor Ziwei, do you dare to battle me?"
"Speak?!"
The language of Great Emperor No-Origin was clearly provocative, although Emperor Ziwei was angered, he did not take the bait.
"Hmph!"
