The Senior Disciple Brother Is Invincible! The Saint Ancestor Bleeds and Retreats, His Demon Heart Shattered

From deep within the darkness blasted into nothingness came the crisp sound of footsteps.

Tap.

Tap.

The footsteps were neither hurried nor heavy, yet each one seemed to land at the very center of everyone's soul.

The disciples of the Chan and Jie Sects, who had thought Niu Ben was utterly destroyed, jerked their heads up and stared at the heart of the collapsed space-time.

Through the murky currents of Chaos, a figure in green robes strolled out.

There was not a crease in Niu Ben's robe. He looked refreshed, and even raised a hand to brush nonexistent dust from his shoulder.

"Old bones, that had some force behind it. Shame it was only a little stronger than a back scratch."

Niu Ben grinned, looking utterly at ease.

"What the hell?!"

Zhu Rong's booming voice was the first to explode across the battlefield. His eyes bulged like brass bells, and he sprang thirty feet into the air.

"He's alive! Brother Niu Ben hasn't lost so much as a hair!"

"I knew it! How could Senior Disciple Brother lose to some ancient corpse that can't stand the light of day?"

The Sea Calming Divine Pearl in Zhao Gongming's hand blazed with light again. His face flushed with excitement as he roared at the top of his lungs.

Tongtian Cult Master's taut expression relaxed, and he burst out laughing.

"That's my boy! I really thought you'd gotten overconfident, but your body's even tougher than Pangu's true form!"

Primordial Heavenly Lord slowly withdrew the protective divine light of the Pangu Banner and let out a long breath of relief, unable to hide the pride in his voice.

"With him as the Mystic Gate's foremost disciple, how could the other world survive?"

Saint Taishang opened his placid eyes, nodded slightly, and gave the faintest