The old God Emperor was dejected.
He sighed and shook his head at Yale, a look of undisguised regret in his eyes.
For some reason, this look of regret tugged at Yale's heartstrings. It had to be known that even though he only had four divine sparks, it would be difficult for anyone in the heavens to fight him.
His absolute strength was enough for him to ignore everything.
Why was the old God Emperor's every word and action able to stir his emotions to such an extent? There was only one possibility: he feared the old God Emperor.
No matter how Yale felt … …
In the eons of the God Race's history, the old God Emperor had always firmly held the position of God Emperor.
It was this sort of yearning.
Yale had yearned for tens of thousands of years.
This sort of fear, built up over time, was not something that could be offset by fusing with several divine sparks and rising in strength.
"Don't put on that loathsome face. If you've already died once, go die again!"
His right hand suddenly slammed down.
With a wave of his hand, Yale tore through space, revealing a pitch-black dimensional fissure.
The world around him twisted, but Yale's hand still reached for the God Emperor's divine sparks.
He grabbed them!
The sensation on his palm was the warmth of a divine sparks.
"You can only belong to me, only me!"
He tugged, but the divine sparks did not leave with his strength. Instead, he retreated backward, his legs tangling together as he slammed into the ground.
Only now did he feel a cold sensation on his wrist.
Only then did the pain spread to his nerves.
Looking at his wrist, he saw that it had been neatly severed, and his right hand was left at the old God Emperor's feet.
How had this been done?
Yale stared at the old God Emperor's position, his hands hanging limply at his sides. His eyes were closed, and his expression was one of regret and melancholy.
He had never moved before.
If Yale remembered correctly, when he had attacked, the old God Emperor had done the same thing.
If he hadn't attacked?
Then … …
The Emperor Star?
Suddenly, he looked in the Emperor Star's direction. An old man with grizzled hair had appeared at his side, and from the flickering green light in his hands, he was treating the Emperor Star's wounds.
It wasn't this old man either!
It was him!
At this moment, Yale saw a man wielding a sword appear next to the Emperor Star.
On his sword, one could faintly see the green blood.
At this moment, he was talking to the old man about Di Xing's injuries.
However …
But Yale couldn't hear a single word.
He tried his best to understand the content of the conversation, but he couldn't hear anything at all.
Not only that …
"What do you want to know? Just ask me directly. I'll tell you everything I know. There's no need to probe so desperately. Don't you think so?"
A whisper suddenly appeared in his mind. He looked forward and saw the man with the long sword on his back waving his hand at him.
He couldn't understand it even if he wanted to!
His own Deity Ocean was forcefully broken through by the other party.
"This guy …"
Yale roared in his heart.
Not only did this guy break his arm, but now Hai was telling him all this as if nothing had happened.
To show off?
His strength!
"A bunch of despicable ants!"
As the godhead's power surged, Yale's severed arm and right arm wriggled.
Not long after, two brand new arms appeared.
Clenching his hands into fists, he felt the compatibility between them, then strode toward the old God Emperor …
"Stop!"
A ray of sword light suddenly flashed in front of Yale's eyes, cutting open a hole in the ground beneath his feet.
Silver sword light gushed out of the hole. Yale narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists, healing the cut in the ground. Then, without stopping, he continued forward.
"Old man, what do you think?"
Seeing Yale slowly approach, the sword-wielding man no longer tried to hinder him. He walked up to the old God Emperor and whispered.
The old God Emperor still had his eyes closed. The sword-wielding man shrugged.
"I'll take it as your tacit agreement."
With that, the sword-wielding man no longer paid any attention to the old God Emperor and stood in front of Yale.
"Obstructing ant, die!"
Yale didn't waste words and clenched his fists.
As he clenched his fists, the world around him violently exploded, swallowing up the sword-wielding man.
After doing all this, Yale didn't even bother to glance at him.
His only target was the old God Emperor.
The godhead above his head!
"Are you taking pity on this Emperor with your silence? Old God Emperor, I didn't expect you to be so soft-hearted. This Emperor stole your position and occupied your godhead. What are you doing now? "
"Silence?"
"This Emperor killed your trusted aide, the Angel King. Don't tell me you won't avenge him?"
"What do you think you're doing now?"
Yale pressed closer and closer to the old God Emperor. The old God Emperor still had his eyes closed, but now his hands were placed on his chest.
As if he was praying …
"Mourning for yourself?"
"He's mourning for you."
With a loud rumble, the sword-wielding man swallowed up by the spatial explosion walked out.
Looking at his situation …
His clothes were neat and tidy, and his hairpin was also well-behaved.
It was clear that Yale's attack hadn't done him any harm.
Seeing the man walk out, Yale wasn't surprised at all.
He also didn't think that a casual strike just now could do anything to this man.
As the man spoke, Yale turned his head with disdain.
"Mourning for this Emperor?"
She looked at the man with a mocking gaze as if she was looking at a clown who was trying to make people laugh.
"He … mourns for this Emperor? Does he think he can ….? "
"It's not him. He's mourning for you. How could he possibly attack you?"
"Hahaha, then could it be you?" Yale looked the man up and down. "I'm certain of your strength, but if you really want to fight me, what qualifications do you have?"
"Do I need qualifications? What qualifications do you think ….? "
"The Emperor Star, the master of a plane, or an outsider of the universe?" Yale shrugged. "Sorry, this might hurt your self-esteem, but if it weren't for those people, I wouldn't even have the qualifications to fight you. I advise you not to ask for a snub. Don't really anger me. "
"Oh, what a coincidence …."
The sword-wielding man suddenly shrugged, then pointed up at the sky.
"Look …."
Up in the sky, the river of stars formed by the Emperor Star reformed.
However, unlike before ….
There was only one star in this river of stars.
The Emperor Star.
Yale recognized the identity of this star at a glance and laughed wantonly.
"You still want to count on him?"
He instinctively assumed the Emperor Star was Ye Zichen, and this era's Emperor Star was indeed him.
"Don't be in such a hurry. Take your time."
The sword-wielding man shrugged. Yale looked at the river of stars in disdain. He wanted to see what tricks the man had up his sleeve.
However, before long ….
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