Faced with Jiuji Supreme's domineering challenge, who would dare step forward to fight?
Having just defeated Li Hua Hun, Jiuji Supreme's momentum was at its peak. In the eyes of the living beings, he was already an invincible existence.
The living beings turned their gazes toward the depths of Primordial Chaos, where a group of beings from various races flew over. At their head was a red-haired man, five zhang tall, clad in heavy purple armor made of flood dragon scales. He wore a golden crown strung with pearls, with two blood hawks perched on his shoulders. Gripping a long halberd, he had a wild visage, and three slits between his brows, as though he had grown three extra eyes.
"Nalan Zunwang! I never thought he would come too!"
"The strongest openly acknowledged figure in Primordial Chaos back then? He actually dares to challenge Jiuji Supreme!"
"Nalan Zunwang, fifteenth on the God Ranking!"
"Even Li Hua Hun was no match for Jiuji Supreme, yet Nalan Zunwang dares to step forward? Does he think he can pick up the scraps?"
"Tsk tsk, let's watch Nalan Zunwang fall."
Almost none of the living beings thought highly of Nalan Zunwang. Many even mocked him.
Though Jiuji Supreme had just gone through a fierce battle, the Great Evolution Deity did not fear the depletion of divine power. Even after ten thousand more battles, Jiuji Supreme would remain in peak condition.
With an arrogant smile, Nalan Zunwang flew toward the Primordial Chaos White Tree as though he had not witnessed the earlier battle.
"Why has Nalan Zunwang come? To court death?"
Duan Moxuan, standing beside Yuwen Chengdu, sneered. So what if Nalan Zunwang was the strongest in the Northern Primordial Chaos?
This was the Eastern Primordial Chaos. Even if he did not die at Jiuji