The Gap Between a True Lord and a Martial Venerable

Boom!

The dark gold battle armor on Tianji Zi gleamed beneath the light of the Inverted Star River. Ancient runes woven from tides and dragon patterns flowed across every plate.

He slowly raised his arms, feeling the unprecedented, boundless power within him—peak True Monarch Realm! This power was so vast that with a mere gesture, he could overturn rivers and seas, crush mountains and lands. The Minggu Battle Armor had become linked to his bloodline, pushing his speed, defense, and combat strength to an unprecedented height!

"So this is... the power of the Minggu Battle Armor..."

Tianji Zi muttered, his voice passing through the helmet with a metallic coldness and fervor. He lowered his head to look at his fists. Dragon patterns slithered like living creatures over the dark gold knuckles, and with every breath, dragon roars echoed within the armor.

He slowly lifted his head, his gaze crossing the battle platform as he looked toward the center of that pile of shattered Ruins with the air of one looking down on ants.

Not far away, Lu Changsheng had just pushed himself up from the Ruins.

"Perfect. I'll use you to test this armor's power!"

Whoosh!!

Tianji Zi's figure vanished abruptly. It was not that he was fast—he had simply disappeared from where he stood in an instant!

Only a dark-gold afterimage remained on the battle platform, along with an ear-splitting sonic boom—his speed had surpassed the limit of what the naked eye could catch. Even the void had been torn open into a black rift!

Lu Changsheng's pupils contracted sharply. He had only just gotten to his feet and had not even managed to see Tianji Zi clearly. The thought of dodging had barely surfaced when a deadly crisis crashed into him head-on!

Roar!!!

In that instant, the Dragon