Emperor’s Domination

White strings wrapped around the two apex emperors uncontested. Imperial auras and anima power did not affect them.

“Is this truly the end for two apex emperors?” No one dared to get close to the dangerous temple.

“Break!” However, a slash sliced the sky and left behind an everlasting image. It aimed for the center of the temple - the source of the red light.

“Disaster Emperor!” Spectators shouted the title of the attacker - a white-haired man launching an assault.

“Boom!” The temple shook violently and the light dimmed down after the first slash.

This weakened the suppression imposed on the two apex emperors, allowing them to use their strongest anima power against the white strings.

Unfortunately, this only lasted a second before the light returned with heightened intensity, engulfing the entire temple. The increased power corroded all affinities nearby.

“Disaster’s Aegis!” Disaster assumed a defensive stance with his sword. Lightning swords circled him to stop the light.

The light somehow corroded the lightning swords as well. White strings came out of nowhere and coiled around his sword, wanting to crawl to his hand.

“Damn!” Disaster’s expression soured as he swung his blade powerfully before retreating to a safe distance.

He landed outside the temple, far enough to not be affected by the red light and its white strings.

Everyone had an ominous feeling while staring at this unknown force. The situation didn’t change for the apex emperors.

Six-style who had just returned from the abyssal well analyzed the situation and said: “The gamble wasn’t over, why did the takeover commence?”

Endlaw had attempted to get the grass for life prolongation. This required paying a heavy price or betting against the temple. Losing the bet meant losing everything.

However, there didn’t seem to be a conclusion with the bets yet. Not to mention cultivators, even the ghosts found this strange.

“Oh? What is this?” Li Qiye was interested in the white strings.

With just one step, he appeared inside Darkmoon Temple.

“Who’s that?!” Spectators were startled to see a new visitor.

“It’s the chosen one, Li Qiye!” The majority recognized him.

“He wants some more gains?” A big shot murmured, recalling Li Qiye’s scales back on the dragon plain.

“There’s no tribulation lightning in Darkmoon, can he do anything?” Someone else grumbled.

“If he’s the chosen one by the heaven, anything is possible.” A fan said.

“Bam!” The red light surged toward him, corroding everything along its path down to a foul liquid.

White strings came out of nowhere and tried to invade Li Qiye. This was precisely what he wanted so he grabbed them.

They struggled like worms and let out a strange noise as his primordial light dissected and entered them.

They felt threatened and instantly exploded, not just the ones near Li Qiye but also the cocoons wrapping around the two apex emperors. The red light also receded to the depths of the temple in the blink of an eye.

“We’ll see about that.” Li Qiye gave chase and disappeared, leaving behind a confused crowd.

“What’s going on?” People didn’t understand why the white strings disintegrated and the departure of the light. Moreover, where did Li Qiye go?

“Bam!” The freed Endlaw and Yangrune Emperor exchanged glances. They recalled the takeover just now and shuddered.

It came suddenly and not in accordance with the ghost laws, catching them off guard.