"You who hide your head and show your tail, do you not dare appear in person?"
A cold snort rang out. The two Ancient Ancestral Kings in Divine Spirit Valley awakened one after another, their gazes cold and merciless. Four terrifying beams of light shot through the void, seeking to find the person who had attacked earlier.
In the night sky, a voice echoed through this imprisoned region. "A mere Divine Spirit Valley does not yet qualify for me to act personally."
"Destroy them, War Tiger!!!"
Following the command, Demon Tiger, which had already displayed tremendous ferocity, let out a roar and erupted with an even more terrifying aura. The entire mountain range blazed with dazzling radiance as endless divine light surged into the skies, piercing the clouds. It was like an eternal divine furnace, burning fiercely.
"Such audacity. Do you think a revived Worldly Saint Weapon is enough to act so arrogantly?"
A terrifying roar shook the heavens until they seemed ready to collapse. An Ancient Ancestral King charged out, spreading thousands upon thousands of wings that resembled a Shrouding the Heavens demon god. Wielding a weapon, he struck Demon Tiger with a barrage of holy light.
"Roar~~~"
Demon Tiger roared furiously. Space and time around him fell into chaos. He raised a tiger claw high and slammed it down, blasting apart a stretch of void and smashing it into chaos.
"Ah~~~"
The Ancient Ancestral King cried out and retreated frantically. An arm flew through the air, blood spraying across the sky. With each breath Demon Tiger took, both the holy blood and the severed arm turned into nothingness.
The Ancient Ancestral King fled at high speed, suffering a huge loss in the very first exchange. "This isn't an ordinary Worldly Saint Weapon. What kind of monster is this?"