In an instant, he and the many members of the Devil Clan behind him were enveloped within it.
Within just a few breaths, their figures had already started to blur.
Emperor Zhou's gaze remained unchanged, but he raised an eyebrow with interest, "Great Migratory Treasure? Treasures capable of breaking the Border Area are rare. It seems that after living for hundreds of years, you, the Devil Emperor, have amassed quite a collection of good items."
As Emperor Zhou spoke, he extended his finger, and a glint of golden light shone at its tip.
"Emperor Zhou, we shall meet again if fate allows. But, is it not excessive for you to attack me before I depart?"
The man in white paled slightly, although he had anticipated this, he was unable to stop it.
The power of Emperor Zhou had surpassed his imagination.