Years
"Purple Firmament Stone King and Hongjun are both dead!" A giant of the Heaven Realm was shaken to the core.
The battle between Zhou Tong, Purple Firmament Stone King, and Hongjun had been far too immense. It had long since drawn several giants from the Primordial Heaven Realm. Yet in the end, everyone watched Purple Firmament Stone King and Hongjun fall at Zhou Tong's hands.
Purple Firmament Stone King and Hongjun were each among the most supreme kings. Together, their strength had more than doubled; moreover, they possessed a layer of the Five Emperors Pagoda.
Such a terrifying combination had still been defeated by the Ancestral Dragon.
For a time, everyone looked at Zhou Tong as though they were looking at Little Stone Emperor.
Without question, he was a supreme powerhouse far beyond all kings.
"The Ancestral Dragon has grown stronger again. He is probably not far from Little Stone Emperor's level now," someone secretly thought.
"Hmph, so what if he has grown stronger? The stronger he becomes, the closer he draws to destruction. In the end, he will be nothing more than a second Little Stone Emperor—a fleeting Emperor. No matter how strong he is, all that awaits him is destruction." A Stone Man King seethed inwardly and secretly cursed him.
The other Stone Man Kings watching the battle wore varied, exceedingly complicated expressions.
"He truly is too powerful, far too close to the Emperor realm!" King Pangu inwardly sighed. "Had you been born before ancient times, the one hundred and eight Emperors might have become one hundred and nine..."
"But as expected, you did not take my warning to heart. Even after witnessing Little Stone Emperor's tragedy with your own eyes, can it still not change your resolve to pursue the Dao?"
An absurd thought could not