The Blood race’s Emperor finally made his move, and the world rumbled as blood-colored clouds covered the sky. At this moment, a single palm that was covered in strange runes crashed down from the heavens.

When an Emperor moved, the aura of an Emperor unfurled, and it might even be a bit stronger than Ye Ming when he had just condensed the Sovereign crown.

BOOM!

Just as the Blood race’s Emperor moved, a sword slashed down from the heavens and shattered the overwhelming Emperor pressure.

“Who?!” demanded the Blood race’s Emperor.

At this moment, the void twisted. The High Priest appeared with a sword on his back and a wine gourd on his waist.

The current High Priest was...