Stomp! Stomp!

His footsteps emitted heavy, muffled, and rhythmic sounds as he stepped up into the sky, and they resounded out in the heavens and the earth like the sound of a drum. Moreover, they seemed to have a magical effect that caused everything in the heavens and the earth to fall into silence.

The army of specters that were everywhere fell into a stunned state, and they forgot to attack, whereas the hearts of the extremely sorrowful cultivators in the city became calm along with the resounding of these footsteps.

Besides that, the Ghost Emperor Li Huang, Luo Chuan, Ming Zhi, and Lu Gang’s gazes abruptly became serious.

Amidst this expanse of silence, Chen Xi held the jade cauldron as he ascended up into the sky. His figure was tall and carried a lofty and steady bearing as if he was a king that established the world and made everything submit before him.

“Who’re you?” The Ghost Emperor Li Huang shouted loudly, and his silver pupils were filled with a surprised and bewildered expression. In his eyes, the imposing aura emitted by Chen Xi who held the jade cauldron was extremely alike to the terrifying existence in the primeval times that had once caused him to have countless nightmares.

At this moment, the others jolted awake from their silence, and they looked towards the tall figure in the sky.

“Chen Xi!?” Feng Jianbai,...