Boom...!
Boom...!!
Intense explosions echoed back and forth between heaven and earth, making the ground feel as though it were enduring a continuous magnitude-12 earthquake.
Energies of all attributes surged like ocean waves, clashing endlessly in wave after wave.
At the center of all the commotion, a group of people in varied attire were fighting.
Unique dao rhythms flowed around each of them, and their fierce auras baked the surrounding matter and creatures like the sun in the sky.
Demon Ancestor Rahu, holding a black great spear, wearing a black lotus on his head, and clad in black robes with a cold and dignified demeanor, used the innate spiritual treasure in his hand—the God Slaying Spear—to stab a short, sunken-eyed, and ugly female changui dead before him.
Scanning the entire scene with his gaze, he was quite curious about these two groups of people who had just integrated with the Primordial World.
At the same time, adhering to the principle of caution, he did not fully unleash his own strength. He discovered that these two newly arrived worlds seemed to have something wrong with their heads, focusing their attacks entirely on each other while showing very little hostility toward the Primordial side.
No,
To be precise, the faction led by the Jade Emperor was simply stubbornly hammering away at the Changui World.
The powerhouses of the Primordial World were strong, but they were also old schemers skilled in plotting. They instantly saw through the trick and immediately began slacking off, displaying a rather pathetic level of combat strength.
Their goal was to let the two sides wear each other down.
Demon Ancestor Rahu looked into the distance and found several figures standing on the tallest peak among the mountains several thousand meters away.
The next moment, his body turned into