Silence!
The air fell silent for a moment.
Even the mindless zombies quieted down. Everyone looked up to see a Netherworld White Tiger, moon-white and shimmering with a ghostly blue, standing in midair.
There were soul fragments beneath its paws.
Was a soul transcending even the Transcendental Immortal Venerable torn to pieces just like that?
How much had they gone through to decipher the patterns of these seven kings? Only the Tian Emperor could attack all kings, but managing to convert even a fraction of the attack into substance was already remarkable.
Su He tapped a paw, and his form slowly transformed into a human shape.
So this is it, means of the source of all things? Did Yuan awaken these seven with some method, all carrying an aura of Yuan's origins?
The Tian Emperor unifies the Heavenly Court, able to borrow the power of the immortals, somewhat reflecting the sense of the source, thus able to attack. Others could only rely on elemental suppression.
