A silent roar suddenly came from the heart of the Netherworld Emperor.
boom!
The water of the Huangquan River in the distance began to boil. Along with the roar from the heart of the Netherworld Emperor, an ancient figure slowly rose from the depths of the Huangquan River.
As soon as this figure appeared, an aura swept across the nine heavens and eight wastelands, filling the entire world.
fear!
Phew!
Under this aura, Wan Gu Mingzu and the others in the distance all raised their heads in fear. They couldn't help but stoop down one by one, looking at the figure emerging from the depths of the Yellow Spring River in disbelief.
The aura of this figure was extremely familiar to them. The supreme majesty and dominance were very similar to the feeling of surrender and despair that arose from the depths of their souls when they faced the Nether Emperor's true form.
"what is that?"
The voice of Wan Gu Mingzu trembled, like a frightened deer.
On the side, Emperor Shimei, Taiyin Mingnu, Prison Dragon Emperor and others also felt shock and fear in their hearts.
"In this Huangquan River...are there still strong people lurking?"
"Master, be careful!"
"Master Chen!" Several figures were like lightning, abandoning Emperor Yan Po one after another, and violently raided the Huangquan River ahead.
Chapter completed!