Pseudo-Emperor Doga
Editor: Henyee Translations
Pa, pa, pa! More and more prodigies fell to their knees. Even if Prosperous Heaven was the Holy Daughter of the Buddhist Race and her willpower was incredibly strong, so what? In front of such intimidation, she could only be outmatched.
This overflowing might far surpassed that of Saints. It was like the manifestation of heaven and earth, descending into the mortal realm.
This was far too astonishing. He was only a sheet of human skin, yet it was as if he had become an invincible Great Emperor.
Everyone was trembling in fear, cold sweat pouring down their bodies like rain. Without a doubt, this sheet of human skin must be Buddha Doga from before. He was a dignified Pseudo Emperor, and was only a step away from becoming an existence like the Ancestral King.
Imperial might pervaded the air, as if it had blasted through the heavens. Even the heavens would have to bow their heads, and the earth would have to prostrate.