The moment the Celestial Emperor sensed his curse destroyed by Yuan, a resolute glint flashed in his eyes. Without hesitation, he raised his hand, drawing forth his Celestial Qi.
"Your Majesty! What are you doing?! You can't use such a powerful technique without any warning!" A man bearing a unique white and gold robe hastily approached the Celestial Emperor and exclaimed after seeing this. "The results will be catastrophic, and the Celestial Council will be all over this!"
"I am well aware," he calmly responded. "However, I cannot let him return to the Nine Heavens. Even if I receive backlash for this, I am willing to bear the responsibility."
The man fell silent upon hearing the unwavering composure and clear finality in the Celestial Emperor's tone. He was certain that unless someone forcefully stopped him, the Celestial Emperor had no intention of backing out.
