The Ancient God Patriarch's colossal form stood between heaven and earth, covered in bloody gashes.
The death knell seemed to have sounded.
Its slow toll grew steadily more urgent. The ruler of the Ancient God World Cluster for hundreds of thousands of years, who had once accomplished the great feat of saving its human race, was nearing his end.
"Ha!"
"Hahahaha..."
The Ancient God suddenly burst into wild laughter.
Blood poured endlessly from the gashes across his body. It dripped through the sky, forming a sea of blood mist that spread in every direction. Even the light of the Law-Annihilating Sun could not wear it away.
Clang~
Jiang Ding slowly drew the sword at his waist.
He asked, "Fellow Daoist, what are you laughing at?"
A being who had once rendered great service to the human race deserved a measure of respect, even if he had fallen in the final days of his life. He should not die without a word to mark his passing.
His achievements and his sins would both be remembered. Then he would be slain.
"I'm laughing,"
"Laughing because you, Jiang Dingzi, are a damned wretch with neither virtue nor talent. You cannot compare to me!"
The Ancient God Patriarch laughed wildly. "I began as a human slave of the Savage Tiger Race. I had no teacher, no elders to protect me, no legacy from the sages, and no human race behind me to rely on. Everywhere I looked between heaven and earth, there was nothing I could use to gain an advantage."
"And even so!"
"I rose against the tide! Step by step, I swallowed the alien races on every side and, by my strength alone, established the Ancient God Domain World Cluster for the human race!"
"How could a yellow-mouthed brat like you ever