"Roar!"
After rising again, the Third Generation Source Celestial Master, who resembled a red-haired hou, roared madly at the Old Sage of the Cai Family. Reduced to instinct alone, he was consumed by bloodlust, and he was especially vicious toward his own descendants.
But he now faced a Great Sage—the Old Sage of the Cai Family, who had thrown caution to the wind. Singled out by an expert approaching the Quasi-Emperor realm, he was driven back again and again, utterly outmatched. He could only swagger before ordinary Battle Kings and Saints; against a true emperor, he immediately lost his nerve.
When the red-haired hou was hurled into the rock wall once more, shattered stones scattered across the ground, and the considerable commotion carried into the cave again.
This time, however, a response truly came. An even more terrifying aura erupted from the deepest reaches of the Ancient Dragon Tomb, making everyone's soul tremble. They nearly fell to their knees.
"An ancient Saint Spirit!"
Two frightening beams shot from Gai Jiuyou's eyes as he murmured, "They say a Perfected Sacred Spirit can battle a Great Emperor. Not just in this age, either—without an Ancient Great Emperor, who could rival it?"
As Gai Jiuyou spoke of rivals, his eyes shone brightly. He quietly clenched one fist, seemingly excited at the prospect of fighting.
"Silence!"
A thunderous shout came from the depths of the ancient cave beneath the mountain, as though a supreme being had awakened from slumber. Its terrifying voice surged like an ocean. After all, everyone could be cranky upon waking.
An ancient war chariot rushed out. Barely a foot tall, it was pulled by a small purple qilin just over a foot long. A little azure dragon of similar length circled above it, while a crimson Divine Phoenix a little