"They're here."
Lin Fan looked up.
The winds and clouds surged between heaven and earth, celestial phenomena occurred frequently, and the distant cloud layers swiftly gathered. Whenever an Immortal Emperor appeared, the surrounding phenomena always seemed astonishing enough.
This not only imposed psychological pressure on the opponents.
But also demonstrated one's own extraordinary nature.
It's a message to everyone.
The Immortal Emperor has arrived, your death knell is ringing, and the choice is right in front of you: either run away or kneel and bow, there's no other option.
Zhou Qiang, who had just ascended from the realm of cultivation, had never seen such a scene. In his eyes, the distant heavens and earth seemed to collapse, the galaxies reversed, everything was shrouded in terrifying power, completely distorted.
"Don't be nervous, all these so-called Immortal Emperors love to pull these stunts," Lin Fan said softly.
Comforting the anxious Zhou Qiang.
