"How unlucky. I'd only entered the River of Time and Space twice, and both times I ran into powerful Primordial Spirits!"
A strange feeling rose in Fang Mo's heart. Wasn't it said that encountering one's own kind within the River of Time and Space was exceedingly rare? Yet every time it was his turn, he encountered one after another.
"Advanced?"
"Could the fluctuations from the advancement of the Dragon Soul Flame have drawn him here?"
Judging by the other party's words, that seemed to be the reason. But this was no time to dwell on it. Feeling that powerful pressure bear down on him, his Primordial Spirit power surged.
"Savage Dragon Tearing Heaven Hand, break for me!"
Fang Mo swept out a hand. A massive, powerful dragon claw covered in fine dragon scales condensed within time and space and clawed toward the Golden Light.
"Bold! You still dare resist? Wild Heaven Finger!"
An enraged roar came from within the Golden Light. Vast Primordial Spirit power churned, and an enormous golden finger thrust out, colliding with the savage dragon claw.
The River of Time and Space shook as energy shot in all directions. Fang Mo was jolted so hard that he nearly fell off the small island.
His opponent was likewise forced back, revealing his form within the River of Time and Space.
He was a burly man, half a head taller than Fang Mo's Primordial Spirit. He wore a golden crown, golden robes adorned with dragon patterns, and radiated majesty from head to toe. A vertical three-eyed mark lay upon his brow; his aura was powerful, his bearing resplendent.
"What a powerful Primordial Spirit. He's likely no weaker than the third realm of Void Piercing!"
Fang Mo's heart tightened. In that previous clash, he had been standing on the island