The Emperor Of The World

This was a place where countless Fiendgods were sleeping. The night sky here wasn't all that great.    

    

In the white mist, there was a sharp cold wind, a bone-piercing cold, so cold that it could freeze a person's Primordial Spirit.    

    

Dian Feng's body was sturdy, his body was dense with precious light, and the white mist was also blocked outside of his body, unable to enter his body.    

    

"Clang! Clang!" The ancient armor was stained with rust. The sound it gave off when marching was like there were thousands of soldiers and horses advancing.    

    

This troop of celestial soldiers had a total of eighteen people. They were the personal guards of the Divine Light Plane, and were all the best of the Half-step Immortal King s. This team had teamed up with many Immortal King before, solidifying their position in that era.    

    

Even after he died in battle, his heroic spirit never dissipated, and his fighting spirit was awe-inspiring. He guarded the Ancient Tomb in the God and Devil Cemetery, running the responsibility he had before his death.    

    

However, they had died a long time ago, and only some of their instincts remained. Perhaps they still had some memories of their lives, but it was not enough to revive them.    

    

"What a strong army!" Dian Feng sighed, he was extremely impressed by this team.    

    

Not only was there a realm, but there was also a quality. These eighteen people's teamwork was like a single entity. Even if they became the "Death God", they still seamlessly intertwined with each other.    

    

It was impossible for them to split up. They would definitely not split up.    

    

"Ta ta ?" At night, the moonlight was like frost. The soldiers tread on the ground, kicking up dust. The air vibrated with their rhythm.    

    

The sharp sky spears were still sharp to this day. Not long ago, they had killed three Half-step Immortal King s with a single strike.    

    

"Mother, there's a lot of pressure ?" Dian Feng broke out in a cold sweat as he stood on the road in front of the troop of celestial soldiers.    

    

He was already prepared to run if anything went wrong. He just wanted to give it a try, and not necessarily succeed.    

    

"..." "Ta ta ta." Suddenly, the Heavenly Soldiers walked out from the white mist and saw the white robed figure blocking their path.    

    

Today, Dian Feng had changed into a new set of white clothes. His appearance and aura had greatly changed.    

    

Light Heavenly Monarch!    

    

Dian Feng had seen the God of Light's appearance several times during his tribulation, so it was not difficult for him to imitate the? Seventy-Two Transformations?. It was just that there was a problem, he could only imitate its appearance and temperament, he was unable to imitate the fluctuations of the Primordial Spirit in the Light Heavenly Monarch.    

    

Because of the Light Heavenly Monarch's Brand that had appeared within the Heavenly Tribulation, the fluctuations of the Primordial Spirit were similar to the other Dao Shadows. Even the heaven and earth could not completely imitate the fluctuations of a person's Primordial Spirit.    

    

"The Celestial Emperor ??" The entire group of heavenly soldiers stopped not far away from Dian Feng. Their lifeless eyes flashed with a divine light for an instant.    

    

In the deepest and deepest memories of their souls, there would always be a white-clothed man who wielded a Black Sword in his hands and was invincible in the myriad worlds.    

    

He was the god of light that created the Celestial World, the Celestial Emperor that was revered by trillions of creatures. His existence caused others to not dare to easily call him by his name! Chinese sage).    

    

They didn't know how long they had forgotten about that man, but now, he had appeared right before their eyes.    

    

Although they were heroic Residual Soul, being engraved in their bones and their reverence and loyalty to the Light Heavenly Monarch had long ago become their most natural habit.    

    

"Clang clang!" The soldiers raised their weapons.    

    

Dian Feng's eyes widened. He was so shocked that he almost slipped away. The Sky Cut-off that was condensed from his mana was almost crushed by him.    

    

The scene that followed caused Dian Feng to be at a loss.    

    

Maybe he had seen the familiar face of the Celestial Emperor, or maybe he had seen the Sky Cut-off, or maybe he had felt the? Light Sword Canon? that was circulating in Dian Feng's body.    

    

Eighteen heavenly soldiers raised their weapons at the same time and pierced the tip of the spear into the ground. The right hand that was holding onto Tian Ge bent back with much difficulty and rested on his left chest. Then, he knelt down on one knee towards Dian Feng.    

    

"Heavens ?" "Emperor ?!" It was difficult for them to make a sound. With the broken Primordial Spirit, they could only send a sound transmission to the Spiritual Sense.    

    

Time had made them forget everything, including where they had come from and where they had died. The only thing they remembered was the word "Celestial Emperor", and the only thing they could still remember was this greeting.    

    

"Clang! Clang!"    

    

The movements of the eighteen people were orderly without the slightest bit of hesitation. They were as proficient as if they were paying their respects to someone everyday.    

    

His proficiency caused one's heart to ache.    

    

Unknowingly, Dian Feng's eyes started to turn red, he suddenly felt that lying to these group of warriors was an insult to their faith.    

    

However, he still lightly raised his hand and said, "Please rise ?"    

    

Dian Feng did not know how Light Heavenly Monarch responded to his subordinate's visit, and he was not worried about exposing his identity. But suddenly, he did not want to take advantage of them.    

    

"Clang! Clang!"    

    

The sound of metal scraping against armor wasn't ear-piercing. On the contrary, it was extremely pleasant to listen to. It made one's blood boil, as if they had been waiting for a long time.    

    

The eighteen people stood up, holding their spears and returning to their original state of march. However, they did not continue onward, as if they were waiting for the order from the "Light Heavenly Monarch".    

    

Dian Feng frowned slightly. He had succeeded, he felt that he could command this troop of Heaven Soldiers, but he was actually not happy at all.    

    

There were eighteen people, and the loyalty and faith they bore within their hearts was worthy of respect. Using them like this was a bit of a blasphemy.    

    

"I'm sorry ?" Dian Feng slightly shook his head as he felt guilty in his heart. After all, he wasn't young anymore.    

    

Right now, he had to borrow the strength of this group of Sky Weapon. Otherwise, his God and Devil Cemetery would become even more chaotic, and the safety of the Immortal Realm's 3000 Prefectures would become as heavy as Mount Buzhou!    

    

"Monarchs, follow me!" Dian Feng became serious and energetic as he shouted with a cold tone.    

    

One day later, Dian Feng brought this team of Heaven Soldiers and brought them to the Void Divine Hall ruins.    

    

Standing in front of the seal, Dian Feng ordered, "All lords, stand guard here. If anyone comes out, kill them!"    

    

"Yes sir!" The Spiritual Sense was expressing their loyalty. They were willing to fight for the Heavenly Emperor's body, this was like a program imprinted in their Primordial Spirit.    

    

Looking at their current appearances, Dian Feng suddenly remembered that inside the Source Realm star system, those intelligent robots that were researched by mortals ? Isn't that the case... He felt indescribably sad. The hero was no longer there, but had instead been reduced to a blade.    

    

However, to be able to use this blade to kill the enemies of all living beings, the heroes probably wouldn't blame me if they knew about it ? In Dian Feng's heart, he thought like this.    

    

"Haha ?" He suddenly mocked his own hypocrisy.    

    

Using them was using their faith and loyalty to the deepest depths of their soul. This wasn't right no matter what.    

    

"Weng ? ?" Dian Feng disappeared from the face of the Sky Weapon. This kind of battle was not something that he could participate in.    

    

However, after the Light Heavenly Monarch left, the eighteen Sky Soldiers still stood at the same spot, their sharp eyes focused on the crack on the ground.    

    

The things that were deeply imprinted in the soul would not change even after death. Loyalty and faith were such things, even if countless eras passed by.    

    

Just like this, Dian Feng hid in the distant sky, waiting, waiting for the spirit of the Immortal King Corpse to come out from the Void Continent.    

    

A few months later, the autumn wind blew, and the Immortal Realm of the three thousand prefectures were covered with a layer of killing intent.    

    

"Boom ?"    

    

The earth cracked, space shook, and the seal was broken through from within the Void Continent. A black figure stepped out of the void.    

    

"Clang!" The eighteen heavenly soldiers suddenly moved, all raising the Sky Spear in their hands.