"We can't wait any longer. That little Zhulong from the Dahuang Realm should be close to breaking through all the barriers too!"
The mysterious figure made up their mind.
And so, at that very moment, a sudden change erupted!
Within Taixu, in the depths that had originally been concealed and obscured by the Primordial Dragon, a rift abruptly tore open. A figure shrouded in a twisted mist of causality stepped out from it, then reached out and made a grasping motion through the air!
[ROAR?!]
The Primordial Dragon let out a furious cry laced with both shock and pain. In an instant, nearly one-third of the blood essence within Its body was forcibly stripped away and drawn into that figure's palm!
Having done all this, the figure did not pause in the slightest. Without even sparing the battlefield a glance, they transformed into a streak of interwoven blood-red and golden light, ripped through the sky, and shot straight toward the summit of Ancestral Mountain!
"Huh?"
He truly had not sensed that person's presence at all. That was almost impossible. With his current realm of three Immortal Karmas linked as one, with three paths all bearing witness to True Personhood, beneath the reflection of his Divine Intent, all things between heaven and earth should have lain within his heart. How could he fail to sense a hidden True Person?
Unless that person's art of concealment had already touched the level of the Dao.
Who the hell was that powerful?
This time, An Jing was genuinely conflicted. Two mysterious targets, neither of which could be allowed free rein, had both charged toward the finish line—but the Primordial Dragon still had not been dealt with.
"Leave this side to me."
A voice rang out.
Jin Yanhua had finished guarding You Ruhui and stepped