Ao Chen: "If the Sea of Blood Never Dries, Minghe Can't Die. So What If I Swallow the Sea of Blood?"

Such earth-shaking commotion naturally drew the attention of countless mighty beings across the Primordial Wilderness who were in seclusion or cultivating in the very first moment!

Deep in Phoenix Perch Mountain, within the Buzhou Mountain Range, Empress Nuwa was teasing Little Golden Phoenix when her beautiful eyes narrowed. Her gaze pierced the void and fell upon the Blood Sea.

At Kunlun Mountain, inside Jade Void Palace, Primordial Lord of Heaven stopped his lecture, his brows drawing together slightly.

Deep within Biyou Palace, Sect Master Tongtian's fingers paused as they stroked the Green Ping Sword, and a trace of battle intent flashed through his eyes.

In Eight Sceneries Palace, a ripple stirred in Supreme Clarity Laozi's usually Non-action eyes.

In the west, on Mount Sumeru, Jieyin and Zhunti sighed in unison, their faces full of suffering.

Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple, Ancestor Hong Yun of Fire Cloud Cave, Kunpeng the Demon Master of the North Sea of Darkness, and those reclusive old monsters at the Quasi-Sage peak...

Almost every renowned mighty being in the Primordial Wilderness turned their gaze or divine sense toward the distant Netherworld Sea of Blood at that moment!

"Hm? Is that Minghe's aura? Who is he fighting? What could have stirred up such a commotion? That might... be infinitely close to the late Quasi-Sage stage, wouldn't you say?"

"What powerful Killing Intent! What terrifying Blood Fiend Qi! It seems Minghe has made further progress after all these years cultivating in the Blood Sea. With the advantage of fighting on his home ground, even a mighty being at the late Quasi-Sage stage might not be able to do anything to him!"

"Hm? The one facing off against him... looks familiar... Wait! That figure, that bearing... Is that... Ao Chen of the Dragon Race?"

"What? It really is him?