So at the critical moment, Daoist Shichen had acted—and it was not that avatar, but Daoist Shichen himself who had arrived.
Everyone had always thought Daoist Shichen did not dare show himself, but in truth, he was no sick cat. He was a fierce tiger.
Otherwise, back then, he would never have dared to stand against the entire Primordial World by himself.
Daoist Shichen—when he did not strike, that was one thing; when he did, heaven and earth were shaken.
Immortal Venerable Creation, who still had the strength to fight back before Pangu and Sang Xue, was taken down by Daoist Shichen in a single move.
This was his true self. As Li Xinghe had expected, he had already reached the late stage of Primordial Emperor, the same realm as himself.
And he also had a Primordial Supreme Treasure in hand. Dealing with a mere Immortal Venerable Creation was simply catching him as easily as reaching out.
"Shichen, you dare violate your agreement with me?" the Lord of Destiny raged.
He and Shichen had made an agreement to join hands here and ambush Li Xinghe and Di Wujiang, but now Daoist Shichen had turned his spear around and struck from the other side.
Daoist Shichen chuckled. "Destiny, I did indeed agree to join hands with you, and I also fulfilled our agreement."
"But now, you are the one who is useless. The Pillar of the Three Thousand Great Daos has already dispersed. Our cooperation is over."
With a wave of his hand, that avatar directly merged into his true body.
Everyone stared at Daoist Shichen in tense anxiety. It was this madman who had nearly destroyed the entire Primordial World back then.
Many people had taken part in that battle years ago, and they were terrified that Daoist Shichen would