Rumble—
The entire starry sky was filled with thunderous roars. No living being could see anything; all they saw was a vast expanse of white. They could feel powerful gusts of wind sweeping toward them from ahead, making their bodies sway unsteadily.
Sun Wukong scratched at his ears and cheeks, using his Fiery Eyes Golden Gaze to look ahead. He muttered, "My goodness... the big shots are fighting..."
Through his Fiery Eyes Golden Gaze, the starry sky ahead seemed to have been swept clean. Every star and meteorite had vanished without a trace.
At the end of the sea of shockwaves, something resembling a sun was rapidly expanding. The figures of Patriarch Bodhi, Fuxi, Qiang Liang, and Luo Shixin could vaguely be seen. As for Yang Beiming, Sun Wukong could not see him because he was too far away.
With Yang Beiming at its center, the starry sky within a radius of tens of billions of miles had already been reduced to nothingness. Other than space and raging winds, no other matter remained.
Any living being who dared barge in would undoubtedly be shredded into ashes by sword qi.
"Even during the Primordial Era, there were few freaks like Yang Beiming..."
Mad Child sighed in amazement. He had previously looked down on Yang Beiming, but looking at him now, this was practically the protagonist of an era.
Di Tianwu's eyes burned even more fiercely. From now on, he would take Yang Beiming as his goal.
To this day, Yang Beiming was the person who had held first place on the Three Thousand Heavenly Pride Ranking for the longest time—more than sixty thousand years.
In other words, Yang Beiming had become the Number One Heavenly Pride when he was just over thirty thousand years old. Even Di Tianwu could not shake