"Emperor?" Elis was furious.
If the future Human Emperor is called the Son of Heaven, it would be the greatest humiliation for her.
She had killed her own father throughout her life, and to end up in such a situation would be more terrifying than death.
"Light Ancient God, you're courting death!!" Elis's eyes were brimming with murderous intent, her anger increasing, her life force growing stronger, and her combat power soaring.
The previous Human Emperor Xu Li, the subsequent Star Lord, each generation of Human Emperor was voicing their own stance.
She was the third-generation Human Emperor. If history stopped at the Three Emperors and became the Human Emperor, the Son of Heaven thereafter, she dared not imagine what the status of the Human Race in the cosmos would be.
People in the future would truly become the lambs of Celestial Dao, the slaves to be reared.
Terrifying.
Hateful.
