"Why was I so unlucky? I had only entered the Space-time River twice, yet I encountered powerful Primordial Spirits both times!"
A strange feeling rose in Fang Mo's heart. Wasn't it said that encountering others of the same kind within the Space-time River was exceedingly rare? Yet when it came to him, he encountered them one after another.
"Advanced?"
"Could the fluctuations from the Dragon Soul Fire's advancement have drawn him here?"
Judging from the other party's words, that should have been the reason. But now was not the time to dwell on it. Feeling that powerful pressure bearing down on him, his Primordial Spirit Power surged.
"Savage Dragon Heaven-Rending Hand, break for me!"
Fang Mo swept out a hand. Within space-time, an enormous, vigorous dragon claw covered in fine dragon scales condensed and grabbed toward the golden light.
"Bold! You still dare resist? Desolate Heaven Finger!"
An angry roar rang out from within the golden light. Vast Primordial Spirit Power surged, and a gigantic golden finger thrust forth, colliding with the Savage Dragon Claw.
Boom!
The Space-time River shook, energy shooting in all directions. Fang Mo was jolted so hard he nearly left the small island.
His opponent was also knocked back, revealing his form within the Space-time River.
He was a burly man, half a head taller than Fang Mo's Primordial Spirit. He wore a golden crown and a golden robe embroidered with dragon patterns, his entire body brimming with majesty. A vertical three-eyed mark sat between his brows, his aura powerful and his bearing resplendent.
Such a powerful Primordial Spirit. He was probably no weaker than the third realm of Void Insight!
Fang Mo's heart tightened. In that earlier exchange, he had been standing on the island and had its force to brace himself against. Otherwise, he