The Profound Dao was like the heavens, while Emperors were like gods.

Emperors were so strong because the power, secret arts, and treasures they controlled completely transcended those of other cultivators. With a snap of their fingers, they could incinerate mountains, boil seas, and shatter the skies.

That was why they were seen as godlike existences.

Were any other Spirit Dao cultivator to have controlled the Heavenly Evil-Smiting Formation, they most likely couldn’t have displayed the formation’s true power. They certainly couldn’t have used it to defeat Emperors.

They’d be like children waving about a matchless divine sword randomly, with no skill to speak of.

But that wasn’t the case for Su Yi at all.

In his past life, he’d reigned supreme over the Wilds, dominating the heavens. His combat experience was incomparably abundant, and his understanding of Imperial Realm power was far beyond others.

Furthermore, he’d once reforged this very formation, the Heavenly Evil-Smiting Formation. He understood its secrets and abilities like the back of his hand. Naturally, it could unleash utterly terrifying power under his control.

As Su Yi strode forth, sword in hand, the power of the formation filling...