There were conflicts even among the forbidden zones.
This Ancient God Arm had belonged to Human Emperor Rainmaster. He had once been supremely powerful, one of the strongest among emperors and one of the most ancient beings. Yet, in a certain era, he had been defeated by the demon emperor of the Grass Character Immortal Sword Scripture. His spirit had been annihilated, and he had died completely.
Only a severed arm had pierced through spacetime across untold light-years, drifting through barren, deadly silent starry skies for untold ages. In the end, it arrived in the Ancient God Domain, completely lost its momentum, and fell into a world. It was acquired by the Ancient God Patriarch of that era, thus creating a myth among a cluster of Middle Thousand Worlds.
The Ancient God Patriarch should not have been confined to the Heavenly Being Peak.
Had he been in a resource-rich Great Thousand World, with his talent, he would have had great hope of attaining Dao Supreme. It had to be said that this was a misfortune.
Time flowed on, and all of these things faded away.
The Ancient God Patriarch and Human Emperor Rainmaster both belonged to a category called failures. There was no need to pay them much attention.
What deserved more attention, naturally, were the victors!
"Grass Character Immortal Sword Scripture!"
"This truly is a scripture that brings back so many memories..."
Jiang Ding stared fixedly at the smooth cross-section of the severed arm, a fierce, covetous light gleaming in his eyes.
That being, that demon emperor born from a weed!
He had once slaughtered the Human Sword Cultivators of an entire era, seizing by brutally forceful means the supreme crown of the Human Race's inherited profession of sword cultivator!
Such supreme humiliation had been etched deeply into the