The Might of the Martial Lord

"What's wrong?"

Progenitor Dragon murmured in confusion.

Zhu Long immediately replied in a low voice.

"Elder Brother, these three are all formidable figures who appeared during the first invasion of the Primordial Wilderness."

"In terms of strength, they are not inferior to this Dragon Lord at all."

"Back then, relying on the Epoch Stone Bridge, the three of them were even evenly matched with Heavenly Dao Hongjun."

"If Taiyi the Supreme of the Heavenly Court had not acted at the final moment—"

"Summoning the River of Fate and successfully driving them back—"

"The war to invade the Primordial Wilderness would probably have begun long ago!"

"Instead of being carried out secretly like it is now."

Zhu Long vividly recounted that earth-shattering battle from those years.

Upon hearing this, Progenitor Dragon could not help but draw in a cold breath.

"The strength of these Extraterritorial Sages is actually this terrifying?"

"Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun was no match for them?"

"Then it seems Taiyi of the Heavenly Court is far more terrifying than we imagined!"

Progenitor Dragon immediately hit the nail on the head.

In his heart, his wariness toward Taiyi rose to its peak.

And that was not all.

At that moment, the incarnations of the Three Giants of the Eighth Chaos Epoch and the Dragon Lord's incarnation all stopped talking.

Pairs of eyes brimming with endless sacred majesty turned toward the Chaos Corridor stretching across the Dragon Palace.

They saw an incomparably tyrannical figure, capable of shaking heaven and earth, crossing the Chaos Void with unstoppable momentum and facing the Dragon Lord and the Three Giants at the other end of the Chaos Corridor alone.

He forcibly endured the attacks of four Sovereign Level rulers whose cultivation was infinitely close to that of a Limitless Grand Primordial Luo Golden Immortal,