An Emperor slain! Such an event hadn’t occurred for millennia. And now, in front of their very eyes, an Emperor had fallen, just like that. What an immense price it had paid for its greed! Adamant City was finished, and so was the Adamant Nymph clan. The vengeance of their people had been fulfilled.0

Jin Miaosen's blue face had turned nearly purple with excitement; she repeatedly clenched her fists, and the six spikes on her back trembled with exhilaration. They could all sense it—Tang San was still alive, and his vital signs were completely normal. The Adamant Nymph Emperor had fallen, and their clan leader was still standing. What could excite them more?0

They had heard the Soul Capturer Nymph Emperor’s voice, but at this moment, none of them would respond until Tang San awoke. The one to convey the will of the Ancestral Tree would be him and nobody else.0

Vast streams of life energy from all directions were being absorbed into the silhouette of...0