The Heaven Emperor caught the sigil that enveloped the Royal Reed Sea with his palm.
Yan Zhaoge said in no rush at all, “Its use is indeed limited in my hands.”
“I cannot take it out of the Royal Reed Sea.”
“It would not be of much help in my cultivation.”
“I am also unable to stimulate it to deal with other enemies. However…”
Yan Zhaoge raised his head to look at the Heaven Emperor, “It is basically still sufficient to receive you, Heaven Emperor, here in the lands of the Royal Reed Sea.”
Amidst his words, streams of light congregated beneath his feet with black and gold intermingling before rising upwards.
With the sigil which was formed of the text by the Earth Queen as its foundation, a silhouette was gradually condensed in the air above the Royal Reed Sea.
It seemed just like the blurry idol of some person.
As the Heaven Emperor’s palm descended on that silhouette, his strength was instantly obstructed.