The endless treasure river, a place where two figures appeared, none other than Shi Tianjun and the demonic Morning Night.
"Such a strong shockwave!"
Shi Tianjun's eyes pierced through the heavens as he sensed the aura, grinding his teeth, "It's that very power I loathe the most, that enrages me the most. Does the Martial Emperor really think it's all over, that I will no longer settle accounts with him? Now he dares to brazenly snatch treasures!"
He had never hated anyone as much as he did now, not even killing him could quench the fury in his heart!
As an immortal, to confront a cosmic deity and gain not the slightest advantage, but instead suffer repeated losses, how could his heart not harbor hatred.