The Ten-Day Deadline

After Jiang Yun sensed that heaven and earth had been sealed off, he notified Gu Tianshu and Ancestor Ran Mu through the Dao Origin Space. It was not that he was timid; he could tell that whoever had acted was no ordinary opponent.

Boom!

Once the two Great Saints broke the seal on this stretch of heaven and earth, the might of the Extreme Dao Emperor Weapons spread at once. The aura of Jiang Yun's standoff with a Saint wielding an Emperor Weapon, along with its terrifying pressure, enveloped the entire Northern Region.

An aura of unrivaled supremacy surged forth, and the whole Eastern Wilderness seemed to tremble. A Saint could already draw out a measure of an Emperor Weapon's true power, leaving countless people across the land shaking with fear.

"I suddenly have a bad feeling. Where's that unreliable cousin of mine?"

Great Saint Gan Lun sensed a disturbingly familiar aura amid the fluctuations, and his expression turned grim. The Valley of the Gods had grown so arrogant lately largely because of the group of Primordial Ancestral Kings who had returned with his cousin.

Various Ancient Races had returned aboard the Purple Copper Warship, but nominally, they were led by his cousin, whose head was stuffed with brotherly loyalty. His two sworn brothers had used him many times already. Were they about to drag him down with them again?

Even if the Big Dipper had no Quasi-Emperor, he had no desire to provoke the Human Race any further. Besides that Quasi-Emperor, there was the Human Demon from the Primordial Era whom the Quasi-Emperor had taken away. Who could say whether he might return for revenge?

If the Quasi-Emperor had resolved the Human Demon's troubles, Gan Lun knew something of what the man was like.

"The wind's picking up!"

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