Emperor's Domination

Unfortunately, rage was the driver, not rationality.

“Boom!” He didn’t stop and caused Crimson Virtue to bend down from the pressure.

“Ten Suns Rising!” Solar became furious at the opponent’s stubbornness.

Ten suns manifested into reality and unleashed unbearable heatwaves. Their descent resembled an apocalypse - the target was none other than the pagoda.

“Go!” Ten-realm roared, turning the ten realms of the pagoda into ten azures to stop the destructive attack.

“Ten-realm Death Pulse.” He then gathered the power of the azures into a single pulse.

It broke through the wall of the sages and the ten suns, intending on piercing through Silence Peak.

“What?!” Spectators were horrified because the emperor showed zero restraint. This was a move to kill, not spar.

Solar and Crimson Virtue didn’t expect him to go so far and were caught off guard.

“Bam!” A bamboo tree appeared out of nowhere and smashed the pulse. It appeared tough enough to smash any physical entity or power.

The pulse shattered and Ten-realm staggered one step backward.

Everyone saw an old woman blocking his path, preventing his imperious aura from permeating beyond.

“Driedtree Emperor!” Solar and Crimson Virtue bowed upon seeing her.

“She’s Driedtree Emperor?” Elders, ancient ancestors, emperors, and desolate gods bowed in her direction.

They visibly respected her more than Ten-realm despite her not having anywhere near the same potential.

Nevertheless, she was still Desolate Ancestor’s maid and most veteran follower. This alone was enough for everyone in Desolate Frontier to revere her.

“Driedtree.” Ten-realm showed no sign of fear upon seeing the new opponent.

“You must stop here, Ten-realm. Kneel and apologize to the ancestor before it is too late.” Driedtree uttered coldly.

This shattered almost everyone’s hesitation. She was once the representative of her master, giving orders to the strongest cultivators. Her acknowledgment confirmed the youth’s identity as an ancient ancestor of Desolate Frontier.

Other emperors and desolate gods who hesitated earlier kneeled on the ground to pay proper respect.

“Fellow Daoist Driedtree, Desolate Frontier does not need guidance from outside entities.” Ten-realm’s imperial surged violently.

He became an invincible emperor at such a young age. Even Driedtree Emperor couldn’t enter his sight.

“You are courting death.” Driedtree’s eyes flashed murderously.

This genius was nothing compared to the masters she had met in the past while following Desolate Ancestor.

“I wonder if you have the power to carry out this threat. If you become a primal ancestor today, then perhaps. Otherwise, I’m afraid the odds are against you.” Ten-realm said.

Everyone knew about Driedtree’s stagnation despite having followed Desolate Ancestor for so long. Ten-realm, on the other hand, was the opposite.

“No lack of arrogance, I see.” Driedtree said and became radiant with a type of sword energy, causing everyone to shudder.

Her aura seemed to be one level ahead of Ten-realm. The latter might not be stronger than her currently.

“And?” Ten-realm no longer held back and revealed his dominant grand dao.

“Kneel!” Suddenly, a voice came from above and a badge wielding a primal force descended.

“Bam!” Ten-realm with his dao activated was still knocked down from the sky.

“Activate!” He commanded his tower to stop the command.

“Boom!” Unfortunately, it was sent down to the ground along with him who vomited blood profusely.

“...” Spectators gasped after seeing him being taken down.

They then saw a woman with a chilling gaze. Emperors stood no chance against her.

“Absolute Ancestor.” Everyone bowed upon recognizing her - a renowned descendant of Everlasting Jiang.

She was Desolate Frontier’s strongest heaven-slayer, having finished three cycles of refinement with her sacred anima.