"Human, I come from the great Primordial Imperial Clan—the Myriad Dragon Nest."
Lei Zhan held his head high, speaking with arrogant composure.
In his view, once he revealed his origins—the terrifying clan that had once birthed a Primordial Emperor—wouldn't this Saint of the Dao Sect holy land immediately bow in submission?
"He's just a Saint-level Ancestor King. What the hell is he so proud of?"
To his surprise, Qi Luo, the Assassin Saint, picked at his ear and blew on it lazily.
No matter how strong Lei Zhan was, he was merely an Ancestor King who had only recently entered sainthood, far from crossing into the Saint King realm. Qi Luo, an expert in assassination, did not take him seriously at all.
A large number of ancient race Ancestor Kings arriving—that would be the real trouble.
"Roar..."
The Ancient Ancestral Beast raised by the Wang Family Great Saint split open its bloody maw and laughed savagely.
As a Desolate Ancient beast king comparable to a human Saint, its intelligence had long surpassed that of ordinary cultivators. It could even be called extremely clever, and it joined its companion in mocking Lei Zhan.
"Insolence!"
A blood meal in the mouths of the ancient primordial beings, a mongrel beast mixed with the blood of a Primordial King—two creatures of such "low status" had mocked him in succession.
This thoroughly enraged the proud Lei Zhan, the grandson of Great Saint Gan Lun.
"Hell and the Human World have rendered great service to the Myriad Dragon Nest."
"If your great human sects know what is good for you, withdraw your troops at once and retreat to the Divine Realm. Otherwise, once the army of our Primordial Imperial Clan arrives, Merak will surely be trampled flat."
Speaking for the terrifying imperial clan behind him, Lei