The Daoist priest in the eight-diagram robe beside the old man with the goat-like beard stammered, his lips trembling as he pointed at the figure that had emerged within the light and shadow.
"It... it's Sky-Burning Ancestor of Zone A! Good grief, isn't he in seclusion attempting to break through to the mid-Chaos Realm?"
"And Mystic Nether Sword Master of Zone B! His Mystic Nether Cold Qi is said to be capable of freezing stars to pieces!"
"The Golden Demon Lord of Zone C has come as well! Look at that rebellious gaze, there is no mistaking it! These three are figures of long-standing reputation who have carved out their terrifying notoriety through slaughter!"
"They... they must have been hiding right beside the Myriad Realms Celestial Sphere this whole time, waiting for a rabbit to crash into a stump!"
"It's over! Lu Chen is completely finished! No matter how monstrous he is or how capable he is of challenging those above his level, it is impossible for him to simultaneously contend with three Chaos Realm magnates!"
"He got arrogant! He definitely got arrogant! How could a mere Half-Saint dare to charge into this kind of dragon's pool and tiger's den?"
All the voyeurs felt the exact same thought rise in their hearts.
They had kicked an iron plate!
No, this fucking thing was a titanium-alloy steel plate!
In front of the Chaos Realm, ordinary saints were merely ants that could be pinched to death at will.
Furthermore, on the surface, Lu Chen was still only a Half-Saint.
This disparity was even more insurmountable than a natural chasm!
At that moment, near the edge of the core region, a stealthy figure had just sneaked in.
It was none other than Grand Void Daoist!
Having exerted every ounce of his strength, he