The Dragon Clan Submits

At that moment, a hand reached out from Kunlun.

Primordial Unity formations, boundless Grand Dao, and Chen Yang's divine might wove through that hand.

Chen Yang's Primordial Unity aura spread from Kunlun and swept across the Primordial World. The hand he had conjured became a towering palm, blotting out the sun as though it covered nearly half the world.

Boundless Grand Dao and countless formation patterns filled the hand. Every whorl of its fingerprints was a formation taking shape. A vortex spun in its palm, drawing in endless starlight.

The stars it drew in wove through Chen Yang's hand and formed the Heavenly Stellar Array. It was as though the stars of the heavens had merged into his palm.

Terrifying. Utterly terrifying. A single hand had turned the stars of the heavens into formation patterns—and become a grand formation.

Everything beneath that palm submitted.

Zhulong's face grew grave as he sensed its vast power. "Damn you... Today, I'll show you the divine might of the Dragon Clan, junior!"

Zhulong unleashed his Primordial Unity power and roared. Faced with Chen Yang's terrifying palm, he was uncharacteristically solemn. Divine light blazed from his eyes as he assumed his true form: a vast Divine Dragon that poured out dragon qi and lunged to kill. His ancient dragon might surged through his roar and became a dragon claw.

When two Primordial Unity Realm powers clashed, the resulting thunder was immense.

Their collision sent echoes of the Dao's resonance through the air, while terrifying shockwaves swept across the Primordial World.

Heaven and earth split beneath that power. Even the vast Inner Sea was overturned, and countless members of the Sea Clan perished.

"Roar..." Zhulong bellowed in his true form.

But as he roared, Chen Yang's boundless palm covered heaven and earth and bore down on