The void trembled, and all things in heaven and earth were lamenting.
Originally, Xiao Ye had collapsed and fainted due to drawing too much Emperor Martial Power, but now he actually stood up from the ground.
At this moment, his robe had been dyed red with blood, turning into a blood robe, yet his figure appeared exceptionally majestic. His black hair danced wildly in the wind, and in the depths of his eyes, stars were being born and falling, a truly terrifying sight.
The most horrifying thing was that Xiao Ye was now emanating a transcendent and mighty power.
This was neither King Martial Power nor Emperor Martial Power, distinct from any power on the True Spirit Continent, yet it had an imposing aura that surpassed all else. Every movement was full of charisma, as if the river of time could not leave the slightest trace on his body, an eternal existence!
