Showing off in front of my Blood River?
Those two fellows weren't qualified to do that.
Even a Sage from the Western Land wouldn't be qualified to show off in front of me.
A crazed look appeared in Ancestor Minghe's eyes.
The killing intent in his heart surged violently.
That fellow kept saying he wanted to grant him a fortuitous opportunity.
He said he would recommend him to the Heavenly Machine Tower.
But it probably wasn't as simple as it seemed.
In fact, it was surely far more complicated than he imagined.
What kind of good thing would just fall into someone's lap?
Someone had come all the way to his territory for no reason, just to offer him a fortuitous opportunity?
Ancestor Minghe clearly didn't believe it.
The other party was doing this for a reason.
He had probably set his sights on Minghe's strength, hadn't he?
What kind of person was Ancestor Minghe?
He was unquestionably one of the oldest and most powerful beings in the Primordial Chaos World.
Having lived for countless years, what could possibly escape his notice?
The other party had surely taken an interest in his strength and wanted him to come out of seclusion.
Then, by offering to introduce him to the Heavenly Machine Tower, they would ask him to help the Human Race overcome their predicament.
That fellow was probably scheming exactly that, wasn't he?
Ancestor Minghe sneered inwardly.
What kind of person was he?
Who in the world could fool him?
Ancestor Minghe sneered to himself.
He couldn't help but study the other party's aura.
Then he noticed that the other party's already immense and boundless aura was growing even more imposing.
He was even using his physical strength.
His qi and blood surged like a dragon, vast as the boundless