A Sudden Giant Beast

"So lively."

Amid the vast emptiness, a young man stood quietly, gazing at the terrifying scene ahead, where the battle raged and nearly everything was shrouded in its wake. A faint smile touched his face.

He was an exceptionally handsome young man, his features striking, and a distinctive aura emanated from him. His long hair was a fiery red, making him stand out at a glance.

A uniquely Eighth Tier Saint aura slowly flowed from him, rippling through the surrounding void and stirring waves in every direction.

This young man was none other than the Red King, the clone Arthur had sent to the Progenitor World all those years ago.

Many years had passed. Now, hundreds of thousands of years later, the Red King's power had reached its limit. He had broken through the limits of the Seventh Tier and truly ascended to the Eighth Tier, becoming one of the most powerful beings around.

At that moment, as he watched the three sides of Saints clash on the battlefield ahead, the Red King smiled, seemingly reminded of something.

"How interesting."

He spoke softly, his voice carrying a peculiar quality as it echoed through the surrounding void.

"Red Ancestor."

A voice came from behind him.

One by one, the figures of Saints emerged behind the Red King.

They were all immense, each large enough to rival half an Origin World when fully expanded. Now they stood in the void, gazing into the distance, their auras surging.

Standing behind the Red King, they watched the distant battlefield, their eyes filled with undisguised greed and longing.

A barely contained eagerness stirred within them. They could hardly keep themselves from charging into the battle ahead, joining the slaughter and plundering the flesh and blood of the Saints.

Unlike the Saints of other worlds, the