The leader of the three demonic shadows—the Devil Ancestor wreathed in pure-black devil flames, like a walking black hole—slowly withdrew the flames that the Star Dome light curtain had forced back.
His true name had long since been forgotten. He had lived too long—so long that even within the Chaos Demon Race, he was known only as "Tian Tu."
Devil Ancestor Tian Tu, Creation Fifth Heaven—the strongest of the three Devil Ancestors.
There was no wariness in the way he looked at the Star Dome Human King, only the satisfaction of a hunter who had discovered that his prey was more valuable than expected.
"Another big fish."
His voice was soft, so soft it sounded as though he were speaking to himself.
Devil flames surged around him. With every surge, the void within a radius of ten thousand miles sank an inch.
"You've only just broken through, yet you can already shift the stars. Your Dao foundation is quite solid. What a pity—you were born into the wrong race. You're human."
"So what if there are two Creation Realm cultivators?"
"You think that's enough to frighten us?"
Tiancang Ancestral God stood in the void between the Ten Emperors and the Creation Sequence.
Under the radiance of divine light, his golden divine armor resembled molten gold, every pattern flowing with blazing brilliance.
After emerging from the Chaos Ancient God Realm, he had not joined the three Devil Ancestors in their siege of the Hengkong Human King. He merely stood there with his arms folded, looking down toward the Human Emperor Realm from on high.
The instant the Star Dome Human King arrived, his pupils contracted.
Yet he did not retreat. Instead, he took half a step forward.
"Good. Very good."
His voice was not loud, yet it spread clearly through