The Fallen Progenitor

"Lords have all grasped the essence of the Dao. Many of the moves and methods they use are beyond our ability to perform."

Within the Primordial Space, peak beings watching the battle could not help but sigh. Terrifying—it truly was terrifying.

Not only were Lords Undying and Indestructible, their combat strength was unquestionably at the very pinnacle of this level.

Of course, what left the many peak beings most amazed was Zhou Zheng.

"That newly born Lord is even more terrifying. What move did he use to trap more than forty Progenitors at once?"

"No idea. But if that move has no restrictions, the Innate Primordial Lifeforms may be doomed."

"Yes, that move is indeed terrifying!"

"..."

All the spectators felt a faint chill in their hearts. If more than forty Progenitors could be trapped for so long, what if a single person were trapped alone?

And what if, while that person was trapped alone, a group of Cultivator Lords entered and ganged up on them?

Just thinking about it was terrifying!

The many peak beings watching could instantly see that the current situation was extremely unfavorable for the Innate Primordial Lifeforms.

The more than twenty Innate Primordial Lifeform Progenitors still outside naturally sensed this even more clearly. Yet none of them had expected Zhou Zheng to unleash such a move. Though anxious, they could do nothing but hold on and wait for the trapped Progenitors to return.

"Hold on! Everyone, hold on! That Cultivator Lord's move cannot delay us for long. Once it is broken, we will be fine!"

One Progenitor after another erupted with all their strength.

Previously, they had been the ones actively attacking Luo Feng and the others. But now? They were doing everything they could to evade and stall for time.

Yet the eight Lords