"Hanwu Divine Emperor, you finally appeared!"
Ying Yue's expression was calm as he gazed toward the summit of the Hanwu Divine Mountain and spoke indifferently.
Upon hearing his words, the six surviving Divine Kings and the Emperor Grade Lifeforms from other forces all looked up, following Ying Yue's gaze.
They saw an old man in a black robe slowly emerge from the clouds, as if walking on a staircase to the sky, taking one step at a time in this direction. He was emaciated, incredibly old, like a withered leaf in the wind, seemingly ready to perish at any moment.
But the moment they saw him, the remaining six Divine Kings and numerous Emperor Grade Lifeforms felt as if they saw a lifeline, expressions of ecstatic joy showing on their faces, each trembling with excitement, on the verge of tears!
"Hanwu Divine Emperor!"
"It's the Hanwu Divine Emperor!"
"Your Majesty God Emperor, he... he finally appeared!"
"Wuwuwu! We're saved! We're saved!"
