Boom! Boom! Boom!
When Huang Tian opened his eyes again, a drumbeat thundered in his ears, shaking heaven and earth.
It was louder than countless billions of thunderclaps. Merely hearing it set his blood boiling and sent his spirits soaring.
Looking around, he discovered that he stood atop an ancient war chariot flying through the sky. A hundred primordial divine elephants, each towering like a mountain, pulled it from the front. Six hundred celestial dragons circled on either side, while colorful phoenixes wheeled overhead, scattering streams of dazzling light.
Around his chariot stretched an army with no end in sight. War banners snapped above its ranks. Even an ordinary foot soldier had reached the Third Stage Golden Core; Seventh and Eighth Stage cultivators served as generals, and Ninth Stage cultivators as commanders. Their collective might surged into the heavens, chilling the skies and setting the stars adrift!
Far across the sky stood another vast army. Its banners flew and its morale roared. Hundreds of Gods and Devils, each ten thousand li tall, loomed in the void, accompanied by fierce beasts such as winged flying tigers and eight-armed savage apes.
At the center of its formation sat a bare-chested man with hair like swords and halberds. He rode a snarling iron-eating beast and held a long black blade. His surging vitality rose into the sky, blazing like a Heavenly Pillar!
Was this a war between immortals and demons?
Huang Tian froze. An immense flood of memories rushed into his mind, and in an instant, he understood.
This is the Primordial Zhuolu Realm. A spark of my soul traveled upstream and landed at this point in time, making me Ji Xuanyuan. My enemy is Chiyou of the Nine Li Tribe—
"Xuanyuan! Today, we settle who wins, who loses, who lives, and who