People of the Source!

After the Old Martial Saint descended, an incomparably terrifying aura invisibly spread from his body. The skin all over him was no longer normal skin, but flickered with an indigo hue.

Scales had even grown over his shoulders, arms, and several other areas.

Those scales were exceptionally dense, permeated by an eerie aura.

"Young man, why don't the two of us spar sometime when we get the chance?"

The Old Martial Saint forced a smile and turned back to look at Jiang Dao.

"Sure!"

Jiang Dao forced a smile as well, revealing a mouthful of icy teeth.

His muscles had swelled earlier, and he now stood over five meters tall, broad and massive. Standing in the distance, every angle of his body was sharply defined, his aura fierce and savage.

Seeing his response, the Old Martial Saint's smile immediately deepened. He said no more and turned directly toward the thatched hut.

His head of pale white hair danced behind his waist, like enraged dragons, every strand containing earthshaking power.

When his feet came down, they carried an invisible, intimidating aura.

The Divine Emperors in every direction were utterly shaken and could not help retreating wildly.

Was this... a declaration of war?

The Old Martial Saint had been famous for a long time and was known as invincible!

He had once possessed the bearing to suppress all things!

He was not someone an existence like the Reincarnation Devil Monarch could compare to!

This was a truly vicious man.

"Jiang Dao, are you all right?"

Chu Rukuang swiftly came before him and asked with concern.

"Don't worry. I just spat out some blood. I'm fine."

Jiang Dao's tone was calm, and his swollen muscles had already relaxed.

Golden light flowed over his body as the power in his blood and soul continuously