Chương 1208: Descent of the Divine Realm

The voice of the Great Emperor rang out like thunder, sweeping through the entire sky.

It was soul-stirring, as though the world was resonating with it.

This voice surpassed all decrees, all divine abilities, and all wills.

Those were the words of the Great Emperor. It represented the inheritance, civilization, and the will of the human race.

The voice was domineering and its words were earth-shattering.

The imperial city trembled, as though a storm had swept through all directions. All buildings were violently shaken, leaving people trembling with fear.

As the voice entered the Imperial Academy, it seemed to pierce through the sky, resonating like a mighty bell. All the students felt a sense of awe, instinctively bowing in the direction of the statue of the Great Emperor.

The only Great Emperor of the human race on the Wanggu Continent after the departure of the Ancient Sovereign Mystic Nether.