It was forcefully pressed back until it became a Sun of Dawn again.
Only the cracks on it were filled, and it became unstable from its previous stability.
After that, it disappeared from the spot.
When it reappeared, it was in the hand of the bound Human Emperor who had raised his hand.
The sky fell silent.
The world fell silent.
Countless gazes instinctively gathered on the Human Emperor.
These gazes held shock, disbelief, and fear, all mixed together.
The Human Emperor was the only Ruler of the human race at the present. Everyone here naturally knew about this. It was just that… in the past 3,000 years since the Human Emperor succeeded the throne, he had never made a move.
As a result, humans only had a simple understanding of the combat strength of a Ruler through the description in ancient books.
After all, almost all the cultivators here had never seen another Ruler in their lives.