... Cangwu Desert.
A gloomy sky stretched over a thousand-meter radius. Deep dragon roars shook everyone to their core, filling them with terror.
Bang!!!
The figure in the sky took another step forward. As his foot came down, the Magic Dragon roared, space trembled, and a boundless dragon might descended.
In that moment, every Soul Beast except those from Spirit Hall was pressed flat against the ground, clinging to it. Many weaker Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts were crushed by the overwhelming pressure until blood streamed from their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. Gravely wounded, they hovered on the brink of death.
The figure was now fully revealed before them all. A Magic Dragon, its eyes blazing with terrifying flames, coiled around him. Then seven black and two red Spirit Rings appeared behind him, radiating a fearsome aura.
The newcomer was Murong Huai's great-grandfather: Murong Zhige, a demigod who stood above Peerless Douluo, the strongest person beneath the gods!!!
Murong Huai had made preparations a month earlier. With a layer of divine power from Heavenly Condemnation shielding him, Wind Dragon had traveled to the Dragon Spine Mountain Range and found Murong Zhige in the Dragon Fall Secret Realm. He had informed him of what was happening, and Murong Zhige had come to help.
Everyone outside the Murong Clan—whether Golden Crocodile, Jinlun, the other Titled Douluo, or the Angel Legion—stared at the imposing figure in the sky, dumbstruck. Though he had not attacked them, they were still consumed by fear.
Golden Crocodile stared blankly. He had thought that reaching the peak of Level 98 and becoming a Peak Douluo made him one of the continent's strongest. But now, seeing Murong Zhige, he felt like an ant. His Martial Soul trembled in fear, and he could not summon the slightest thought of resisting.
Murong