Gone was the pressure of the Ninth Sea!
Gone was the island's spell formation!
Gone was the interference caused by the eight Demonic cultivators!
The pressure vanished, and the spell formation fell to pieces. The island was collapsing, and the Demonic cultivators were slaughtered....
The will of the Immortal Emperor exploded out fully and thoroughly!
Colors flashed and the wind howled. Meng Hao hovered in midair, clothes and hair whipping in the wind, radiating pulses of Immortal spirit. It was as if he was completely different than any other living thing in this Realm, as if he... were the Emperor of the entire Immortal Realm!
The lands he walked belonged to him by Imperial right!
If he wished, a single glance could shatter Heaven and Earth!
Every breath he took caused thunder to boom and the sea to seethe as if in fear. The air around him transformed into a huge vortex, spinning around and creating a huge depression in the sea!