"It's truly laughable. The Myriad Races Grand Assembly is about to begin, yet the human race has sent only a Barbarian King and a demon dragon. There aren't even a few who are fit to take the stage."
Yuan Gu sneered, his face full of indifference. "When the assembly begins, the Ancient Ancestral Kings will personally attend. I'd like to see who the human race can produce to stand on equal footing with them. That former Great Saint of the human race hasn't even severed his Dao yet, has he?"
"Yuan Gu, watch your words!"
Lei Zhan's expression changed slightly as he stepped forward. Though he was rather displeased that his Dragon Empress had chosen a human, after personally meeting Gu Sheng, he knew better than anyone how powerful Gu Sheng was.
His failure to sever his Dao for now was only a temporary suppression, and it did not affect his combat strength. His emergence this time and annihilation of the Ten Great Royal Clans was proof. Even an ordinary powerhouse with a fully awakened Worldly Saint Weapon could not possibly annihilate ten Ancient Royal Clans.
His grandfather, Great Saint Qianlun, had once frankly admitted that in a life-or-death battle, without the Myriad Dragon Bell, he felt he would have no chance of survival whatsoever.
"Primordial Lake? Weren't all its princes already dead? When did it become so arrogant?"
A voice came from the depths of Jade Pool Holy Land. Lei Zhan's expression instantly changed, and the many powerhouses all turned to look. They saw an old man holding a bone staff and dragging it along the ground, his lower body wrapped in animal hide. He looked extremely primitive, yet he gave everyone a chilling feeling.
"I heard you caused trouble for my disciple."
The old man approached, with Dongfang