Emperor’s Domination

The sect members also sensed the disdain directed toward Ten-realm Emperor. However, none could rebuke her because they imagined how she walked alongside Desolate Ancestor.

Their progenitor was an unreachable immortal. Emperors and desolate gods were mere insects before her. Although Driedtree was but a maid, she was able to meet supreme overlords. Anything below was not qualified to have an audience with her master.

Therefore, emperors meant nothing then. They couldn’t ask her to send a message to the master, not even apex emperors.

However, she kept a low profile after returning to her sect and never brought her previous role up. Otherwise, she would have had zero problems securing a high position in Desolate Frontier, not inferior to the primal ancestors.

Thus, Ten-realm was only a rising junior, unqualified to raise his voice before her. His talent and power were nothing. He took advantage of his clan’s resources to summon a primal weapon. Unfortunately, just a casual gift from Desolate Ancestor easily crushed it.

Ten-realm couldn’t accept the public humiliation; his pride and arrogance shattered. He always considered himself superior to other emperors and desolate gods. After all, his final goal was the supreme overlord realm.

Now, there was nothing he could do. Driedtree was stronger and had superior weapons.

“Ugh!” He vomited blood from having too many swelling negative emotions.

“If you don’t give Desolate Frontier a reasonable answer, we will view you as an enemy.” He shouted.

“Do you speak for Desolate Frontier?” A leisurely voice replied.

“Buzz.” A peak appeared in the heaven’s summit. It lorded over all else including the twelve main peaks and the grand momentum.

“Wh-where is that?” Disciples looked up and found it foreign. This peak looked like the center of the sect.

“The thi-thirteenth peak...” Crimson Virtue shouted before prostrating: “Ancestor.”

“The thirteenth peak!” This shocked all listeners. They had heard of legends before about this dominant peak.

“Ancestor!” After regaining their wits, they prostrated and shouted in reverence.

“Ancestor!” Even Driedtree who was about to face a heavenly tribulation prostrated.

“Boom!” The tribulation chose this time to descend, illuminating the region with lightning flashes.

“It’s coming!” Desolate gods and emperors became afraid since it felt like their own was coming.

“Get back.” Li Qiye spoke before smacking the tribulation, sending infernos and lightning waves up in the air again.

This exceeded everyone’s cognition - how could someone smack a tribulation back up into the air?

“Come, time to cross it.” Li Qiye said.

“Boom!” Driedtree followed the command and her supreme grand dao took her upward.

Meanwhile, the tribulation descended again, engulfing the sky above Desolate Frontier.

“Where do you think you’re going?!” Ten-realm’s rage blinded him to the situation. He rushed into the air to attack Driedtree again.

“Bam!” An invisible hand pushed him into the ground and immobilized him, allowing Driedtree to jump into the ocean of tribulation.

This left the crowd speechless. They didn’t dare to breathe because they felt a supreme power becoming irate. Once angered, this being could crush all of Three Immortals.

Therefore, they could only prostrate and wait for the final judgment. This included Tenth-gen Chen.

At this time, Li Qiye stood up and walked out of the pond. Absolute Ancestor was ready with a robe. He stood there nonchalantly as she dressed him.