Riding a Tiger, Unable to Dismount

The violent black lightning ball nearly tore open the chaos. This area had already been stripped of the Great Dao Law that held it together, and after that impact, it seemed that some deeper "barrier" had almost been shattered!

A faint cracking sound reached the Black Dragon Ancestor's ears. It made him think of something, and his expression changed.

But the faint sound quickly faded, and the Black Dragon Ancestor relaxed again.

The Black Dragon Ancestor's full-powered strike had nearly emptied the entire battlefield. Whether it was the tens of thousands of True Realm cannon fodder under the control of the Heavenly Universe Primordial Monument or the endless Evil God army he had summoned, almost all of them had been annihilated in that instant.

Looking at the battlefield, renewed as if it were brand-new, and at his own "masterpiece," the Black Dragon Ancestor nodded with satisfaction.

But he didn't look away. Instead, he watched the vacuum left by his bombardment with keen interest and said playfully, "Heavenly Universe Primordial Monument, are you still not coming out to show yourself?"

"I've admired a treasure like you for a long time!"

Sensing that his presence had been firmly locked onto, the Heavenly Universe Primordial Monument finally chose to reveal himself.

Taking the form of a white-haired old man, the Heavenly Universe Primordial Monument glanced warily at the Black Dragon Ancestor and said in a low voice, "Descendant of the Origin World, you've won this round. Tell me, what will it take for you to spare me?"

"Spare you? Don't make me laugh. I went to all this trouble—how could I possibly let you go just like that?!"

The Black Dragon Ancestor laughed scornfully, as though the Heavenly Universe Primordial Monument's naivety had astonished him.

"Descendant, don't be so arrogant. When I stood