Primordial World: I Started by Tormenting Nuwa, but It Turned Out I Was a Mythological Grand Unity-Section 625

He had already overdrawn most of his strength just blocking this palm. After all, he was facing the combined assault of three Saints. Fighting the Patriarchs of the Three Clans, he could only barely hold his own.

Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass cursed aloud.

"You three! Ganging up on one person? Even if you win, it's dishonorable!"

"Do you have no martial virtue at all?"

"Martial virtue? In this Primordial World, martial virtue is the most useless thing there is!"

"Strength is everything!"

The Patriarchs of the Three Clans retorted without the slightest courtesy, then raised their hands and launched a second attack at Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass.

Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass also unleashed Sword Qi to meet it.

The two sides remained locked in a stalemate, with no progress on either side.

Meanwhile, the Human Race had more or less recovered. They wove another Spirit Net and set up the formation once more, lending Nine Swords their aid.

With the support of the Human Race's fortune and the formation, Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass's strength surged. His Sword Qi gradually began to overwhelm the attacks of the Patriarchs of the Three Clans.

If this dragged on, the Patriarchs of the Three Clans probably wouldn't last much longer.

Patriarchs of the Three Clans: What's going on?

This Broken Grass had clearly weakened a moment ago. How had his strength become this powerful again the next?

This was utterly absurd!

If this continued, they probably wouldn't be able to hold out!

Just then, a middle-aged man descended from the sky. He wore a blue-green robe and a dark green glazed-gold crown. His expression was proud and domineering, and his features were exceptionally handsome.

This man was none other than Primordial Heavenly Venerate, a disciple of Ancestor Hongjun.

He glanced