Accompanied by an indescribable Qi Mechanism sweeping over, the crowd rushed into the Heaven Palace.
Contrary to everyone's anticipation of a fierce battle, inside this palace which far surpassed the grandeur of the Tai Chi Palace on earth, there was surprisingly only one man sitting there, surrounded by jade-like whiteness, as if the entire hall was constructed with the highest clouds from the heavens.
The Heavenly Emperor was seated majestically on the throne of the Nine Heavens, dressed in jade-colored luxurious attire outlined with pale gold threads, his elbow resting on one side of the throne, his expression calm and unperturbed. Meanwhile, in the sky, the struggle between the Heavenly Realm's fortune and the emperor's Dragon Qi grew increasingly intense.
The Dragon Qi was gradually falling into a disadvantage.
Yu Wenze's expression was cold, his hand maintaining the form of a broken shape, as he took a bold step forward.
