Zhang Jing was about to fly out to seize this legacy.
"How dare you! This legacy belongs to our Divine Enthronement camp, how can we let you have it, Shenwu, you are arrogant and insolent!"
Yang Hai saw Zhang Jing flying out, and an overwhelming aura suddenly pressed down.
"The Great Emperor commands us to help Gu Song seize the legacy, this is our task. If we don't complete it, how can we face the Great Emperor?"
The old ancestor Fuluo also knew that this person could not be recruited. That boundless ambition, the demeanor of ruling over the nine heavens, is the true bearing of an Emperor. Such a person, proud as he is, will never yield to others.
An Emperor would either be destroyed by others or destroy others.
He could see that this Emperor bore the might of thousands, and even if the Creator of the Divine Realm wanted him to join a greater divine civilization, this Emperor would not give it a second thought.
Because he had already embarked on his own path of the Emperor.
