The Seven Emperors were struggling with all their might, the Asura Bloodline in their bodies continuously surging.
As if they intended to destroy everything with absolute power.
"Rumble, rumble."
Their blood boiled, turning their faces a livid color.
But no matter how they struggled, it seemed as if some invisible force in the void held them under control.
This power was vast and overwhelming, leaving them with no ability to resist.
"Mere ants, accustomed to wielding power, have truly forgotten how vast this world is?"
Xu Zimei spoke lightly.
As his words fell, there was a "bang," and it seemed like the Asura Bloodline within the Seven Emperors, under the influence of this invisible force,
began to flow backward. After reaching the boiling point, it exploded.
In an instant, the blood of the seven emperors spattered into the void, flesh and sinew flying apart, fragments scattering like foam.
Just like that, they died.
For a time, everyone present shivered with fear!
