"Lin Xuan, you must have exhausted yourself. Hurry and rest. Leave it to us two old men."
The two voices rang in Lin Xuan's mind, leaving him on the verge of tears.
Helpless, Lin Xuan could only search into the distance. Yet the acceleration of cultivation time was slowing, and the splendid opportunity had been completely cut off by the two Divine Firmament ancestors.
"Wang Xuanfeng! Just you wait! Sooner or later, I will destroy you!"
Zhan Taichong's furious roar echoed across the heavens.
The originally dim War God Mirror once again burst forth with dazzling radiance. Like a blazing sun hanging in the sky, it reflected boundless mountains and rivers into the present world.
"Rumble!"
Wang Xuanfeng's Thunder Monarch Avatar surged higher, tearing through the mountains and rivers as it advanced. It swiftly broke through, and the endless landscape did not hold him back for long.
But by the time he had completely crossed the mountains and rivers, all he saw was Zhan Taichong's retreating figure.
Wang Xuanfeng's face darkened with displeasure. "You want to destroy me? You were beaten into a miserable retreat—what gives you the right?"
"From today onward, I am the War God of this age. Once I step into the Eternal Emperor Realm, I will surely go to the Zhan Clan and take your head from your shoulders."
Wang Xuanfeng directly stripped Zhan Taichong of his title and swiftly claimed it for himself.
The retreating Zhan Taichong staggered in midair, nearly plunging from the sky.
In the end, he said nothing, vanishing with his heart full of rage.
"Tch!"
"Trash!"
Wang Xuanfeng spoke disdainfully, then seemed to sense something. He hurriedly used Zhou Tian Power to seal the Domain of the Gods.
Very soon, he said with lingering fear, "Good thing he already ran off.