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As he murmured to himself, he suddenly saw the distant sky darken, as if sothing was faintly stirring. Seated atop the mountain peak, he watched the turbulent sky in the distance, a flicker of emotion stirring within him.
It seed today’s casualties would extend beyond a single Great Emperor.
Yet he wondered—by the battle’s end, how many would perish?
On the Xiao family’s Immortal Island, Great Emperor Xiao Tian sensed the turbulence and the Great Emperor’s demise. Though in seclusion, he erged prematurely, standing atop a mountain peak to gaze into the distance.
As fellow Great Emperor-level powerhouses within the Upper Immortal Realm, they could sense the battle between these Great Emperors—even if not in the sa region—through their formidable divine souls. Especially the demise of a Great Emperor was no trivial matter, an extrely rare occurrence.
After all, while the Upper Immortal Realm held countless sovereigns, true Emperor-level beings numbered only a dozen or so. From the mont of their ascension, these Emperors possessed boundless lifespans and formidable power. Unless slain, they would endure as long as the heavens and earth, receiving guardians for countless generations.
Moreover, even among Great Emperors, though their power might vary, it was unheard of for one to strike down another of equal rank. Thus, the demise of any Great Emperor sent shockwaves throughout the Upper Immortal Realm.
"Could it be... that Phoenix Empress again?" Emperor Xiao Tian stroked his beard, his heart stirring.
Truth be told, the Upper Immortal Realm had seen no major disturbances for over a thousand years, let alone the demise of an Emperor. Yet, ever since that Phoenix Empress ascended, a palpable aura of murderous intent seed to hang over the realm.
The death of the Great Emperor Northern Fla had startled countless Emperors who had long secluded themselves from worldly affairs. And the one who had slain him? None other than Feng Jiu, who had ascended to the heavens only a short while before.
Now another had fallen. It seed most likely Feng Jiu was responsible.
Though they had never t or clashed, the Great Emperors she had slain spoke volus. Her power was unfathomable, terrifying in its magnitude.
Stroking his beard, he stared thoughtfully at the distant sky, murmuring to himself, "I’ve heard this Empress Feng Jiu has twin children. If we could form an alliance through marriage with such a mighty Emperor, it would only benefit our Xiao clan."
With this thought, he prepared to return to the palace to have his n investigate—to find out how old Feng Jiu’s children were now. But before he could leave, another disturbance rippled through the sky. His eyes narrowed involuntarily. Even soone as composed as he couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath.
"Whoa!"
"Three in a single day! Three Great Emperors have fallen! Slain by Feng Jiu’s hand..."
His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared toward the distant sky. There, after the commotion, everything seed to have returned to stillness. Even his Great Emperor’s divine sense, extended outward, detected no lingering traces of battle or energy fluctuations.
"It’s over?"
He murmured, a thought striking him: "Three Great Emperors in succession, plus the Great Emperor Northern Fla from years past—that makes four. And back then, it was said that when Feng Jiu ascended, four Great Emperors blocked her path, striking to kill her. Could it be... the three who died today were the remaining three?"
His mind raced. The desire to forge a marriage alliance with Feng Jiu grew ever more intense.
Such formidable power could only be courted, never opposed!
Moreover, he was certain that after today, the other Great Emperors would inevitably harbor the sa thoughts as him!
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