The two of them were both in a rather sorry state now.
Whether it was Ancestor Minghe or Suirenshi, the Human Clan Leader.
Both were utterly disheveled.
Ancestor Minghe's Blood-Colored Robe had already become tattered beyond repair.
There were even many places where it had torn open into large holes, enough to show just how terrifying their clash had been.
Moreover, the Blood-Colored Robe's color had become exceedingly dim.
This was enough to show how severe the damage he had suffered in this collision was.
The Human Clan Leader was no different.
He had originally been wearing a moon-white robe.
At this moment, that moon-white robe was also emitting a faint glow, as though it had completed its final mission.
It had finally become an ordinary garment.
Suirenshi, the Human Clan Leader, could not help baring his teeth in pain.
This had been quite a good defensive treasure.
Magic treasures were still rather scarce within the Human Race.
Yet Ancestor Minghe had ruined one of his here.
Naturally, this pained him immensely.
Looking at Ancestor Minghe in the distance, Suirenshi, the Human Clan Leader, could not help praising him.
"As expected of the second greatest swordsman in the Primordial World. Such strength truly is terrifying, and this slaughter intent is indeed formidable."
The Human Clan Leader's praise came from the bottom of his heart.
For the other party's strength had already earned his recognition.
Watching was one thing, but after exchanging blows, he had already understood the strengths of his opponent.
He could not help but admire him.
Ancestor Minghe was a monster born when heaven and earth first opened.
He could even be said to be one of the most ancient living beings in the entire Primordial World.
Ancestor Minghe had been born from the Nether Blood River and