"Why are you… so strong?"
Mo Jingcang knelt before Qin Jun, fresh blood incessantly flowing from his mouth, his eyes filled with shock and horror.
At the dawn of Chaos, the first Demon Ancestor had never felt such despair.
With just a shout, Qin Jun had gravely wounded him, rendered him immobile. At this moment, Mo Jingcang began to question his life.
"Because I am the Heavenly Emperor, eternally transcendent, while you, you are but a speck of dust newly emerged into the world!"
Qin Jun looked down at him expressionlessly, but inside, he was elated.
Was it inappropriate to trample this future Demon Ancestor like this?
Anyway, it felt pretty good to him.
"Heavenly Emperor… eternally transcendent…"
Struck as if by lightning, Mo Jingcang became utterly dispirited, muttering 'Heavenly Emperor' and 'eternally transcendent' over and over.
Cheers that shook heaven and earth surged around them, all rallying for the Heavenly Emperor.