"Old... Old Sun, I'm not seeing things, am I?"
"That little thing... is the ornament in the Lord's arms?"
"One roar... and it crippled that birdman?!"
Nezha rubbed his eyes, then pinched his thigh.
"Hiss—That hurts! I'm not dreaming!"
"What the hell! Where did the Lord get such a treasure?! This is way too fierce!"
The Heaven Eye between Yang Jian's brows opened of its own accord as he looked toward Dark Erosion.
The next second—
"Ah!"
He let out a muffled groan. His Heaven Eye snapped shut, and a line of bloody tears slid from the corner of his eye!
"No! I can't see through it! That thing... is on too high a level! My Heaven Eye has backfired on me!"
Yang Jian's voice was hoarse, carrying deep horror.
Azure Emperor, Yang Mei, and the other old-timers felt it even more deeply.
From that little beast, they sensed an indescribable desolation.
It was as if they had witnessed the changing of eras and the birth and destruction of worlds.
"Chen'er... actually subdued such an existence?"
Azure Emperor muttered to himself, his eyes filled with shock and a trace of worry.
Fortune hid calamity!
That thing was too powerful—so powerful that it surpassed control. It might not be a good thing!
Lu Chen himself was dumbfounded.
He knew Dark Erosion was powerful.
After all, it was a life-form from the previous era. It had crossed arms with the Origin Dao Master and devoured countless worlds.
But—
To be powerful to this extent was still beyond his imagination!
A single roar had crippled a Primordial Realm expert?!
Wasn't that far too outrageous?!
He lowered his head and glanced at his chest. The Human Elder's palm strike had just grazed him, shredding most of his clothes, while the Dark Erosion Sculpture floated