Everyone was extremely excited.
They gazed at Emperor Liu in the sky, who used his unique technique to devour and fuse all the strong ones, gathering the top forces of the era for a decisive battle.
Immortal Ancestor, Liana, Hongqi, the First Buddha, Demon Luo...
And the millions of fallen deities on the main battlefield, all transformed into a torrent of souls, merging into his body; if even this couldn't secure a win...
"We must win."
Everyone saw Emperor Liu's soul burning, witnessing an incredibly astonishing scene rapidly manifesting on Earth.
It was light.
Countless emotions of the living surged forth — hope, dreams, hatred, love, kindness, hypocrisy... joy, anger, sorrow, bitterness, five emotions, along with souls symbolizing opposition, good versus evil.
It was a mixed power that had swallowed countless souls, rushing swiftly into Emperor Liu's body, like a giant Demon Luo, a larger mist conglomerate, resembling a white sun emitting dazzling light.
Boom!
One punch.
