Boom!
The Barbarian War God did not break free from the divine source. Carrying the peerless divine source block, he radiated overwhelming pressure, releasing tens of thousands of strands of battle energy that bore down upon the field.
"Hmph, arrogant. You think you can kill us with merely a wisp of aura?"
The Fallen Heaven Ancestor King snorted coldly in displeasure. Light blazed in his eyes as he took a step forward, ready to strike.
Each of the four Heavenly Kings of the ancient races was an expert on the same level as the Barbarian War God. Naturally, they would not turn and flee like the Wang Family's ancestral beast. Every one of them was eager to make a move.
"Hold your hand!"
At that moment, a tall, upright figure in flowing white suddenly appeared on the horizon.
His white robes were purer than snow, his bearing heroic and imposing, his elegance peerless, his steps firm.
He looked young and valiant, yet the vicissitudes and depth in his eyes silently told everyone that he was an ancient being who had lived through countless years.
Divine radiance coiled around his entire body, making him seem incomparably sacred.
The Order Divine Chains within his body merged with heaven and earth, constantly exchanging heavenly secrets, as though he were one with the Dao.
This was a Saint—an invincible Saint of the human race!
His robes fluttered around him, his grace unmatched. For a moment, who knew how many human cultivators were left staring in a daze.
"The Divine King—the White-Robed Divine King!"
"It's Jiang Taixu, the peerless Divine King of our human race! He has come!"
No one knew who had shouted first, but the human camp instantly erupted.
Divine King Taixu of the Jiang Clan in the Northern Region was undeniably a