Five Lords

Above the endless void.

The battle had already ended. Only the terrifying aftershocks continued to ripple through the area.

The surrounding space-time shattered layer by layer, forming a temporary cycle with the Origin Space's own recovery.

The nine Progenitors of the Natural Origin Clan stood in a row, coldly watching the eight figures opposite them.

"Good! Good! Good! You truly are an unparalleled genius. Your cultivators' lineage sure is lucky," Wan Shou said through gritted teeth.

Qing Tian smiled like a flower and replied politely, "Oh, Wan Shou, you flatter him. Li Dui is still young, and his combat strength is far from fully developed. He doesn't deserve such praise from you. Once he's had a chance to...