The Immortal Gate had only just opened when something earth-shattering happened: Lingxu Zi, the most ancient progenitor of the Three-Eyed Sacred Race, was beaten into a grievous state!
His Mahayana Dharma Body was on the verge of collapse, and his flesh had rotted into mud. His injuries were so severe that even a distant glance was horrifying to behold.
Every living being who witnessed this scene sucked in a cold breath, unable to believe what they were seeing.
"How could this be? That was a supreme expert in the late Mahayana stage who had looked down upon the Spirit Realm for ages!"
"What sort of being dealt such a vicious blow? Could such a powerful existence still exist in this world?"
"Even True Spirit Kings such as the Azure Dragon King or Kirin King would likely find it difficult to achieve this, wouldn't they?"
Just then, the Immortal Gate floating high in the sky abruptly began to tremble, and endless immortal light shot forth from within.
Within that immortal light, a towering figure slowly emerged. He stood atop a Xuanwu, his aura seeming capable of crushing the myriad heavens and worlds, his might standing above the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth!
Boom!
The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth in the Spirit Realm trembled and wailed, as though it could not bear the aura emanating from that figure. It was simply too terrifying.
All living beings across the Tianyuan Continent sensed this dreadful immortal might. For a time, experts of every race bowed in worship toward the towering figure reflected upon the horizon.
Only the severely wounded Lingxu Zi forcibly gathered a breath of true essence and activated an astonishing escape art of his race, seeking to flee.
The next moment, a majestic voice exploded forth, resounding through the