Emperor Yi Deng's Dire Situation

The Celestial Thearch's emergence shocked everyone on this battlefield.

Almost everyone had turned toward the man who had pressed Emperor Bei Xing firmly into the ground.

At that moment, his figure was more dazzling than any being present.

"He's the Celestial Thearch?" A man only several decades young stared blankly at the proud figure standing in mid-air.

Even in the face of the Dao Integration Stage Emperor Bei Xing, his expression remained completely calm and collected.

The young man was struck by a sense of profound respect and admiration upon seeing this.

Even though a hundred years had passed, legends of the Celestial Thearch were extremely widely renowned.

Even now, many cultivators in battle were still fantasizing about how good it would be if the Celestial Thearch hadn't died. At the very least, this war would not be as arduous as it was now.