"This Emperor will make a move at the most critical moment to deliver the most fatal blow to Shenwu."
The somber voice of the Sacred Emperor came through.
He also knew about the gathering of the mighty.
"Is that so?"
Hunzu's voice remained calm.
In his prime, the Sacred Emperor, who once reigned supreme and invincible across the eternal path, had also lost his drive, opting to choose his moment rather than face Shenwu head-on.
How pitiful and lamentable.
The Sacred Emperor had grown old and lost his dominance.
But he wasn't the only one like this.
The others hearing this also understood the Sacred Emperor's intention, which was merely to avoid a direct clash with Shenwu, unwilling to pay the highest price, calculating but strategic.
However, the Sacred Emperor would definitely stand with their side.
"Shenwu, do not regard him as the Origin God."
Hunzu said.
"Speak."
The ruler of the Desolate Land said.
