"Heh, this ancestor has arrived. I would like to see who dares kill the saint son of my Black Prison Immortal Sect before my very eyes!"
A vast voice swept over them, carrying boundless pressure!
"Rumble, rumble!"
That aura surged forth from the depths of a distant starfield, as though the entire vault of heaven were collapsing!
At this moment, the void began to quake violently!
Even the laws of heaven and earth bowed in submission before that aura!
Everyone's gaze turned in unison toward the distance.
There, a black figure was slowly approaching.
He was a middle-aged man who looked to be around forty, tall and powerfully built, with a resolute, cold face.
He wore a wide black robe embroidered with countless twisted runes. Those runes seemed alive, slowly writhing around him and giving off a heart-palpitating aura.
His long dark-red hair hung loosely behind him, like congealed blood.
What drew the most attention was the aura pervading his body!
That aura was a higher level of power!
Epochal Power!
True Epochal Power!
He was not like that old man, a Half-Step Epoch King who had merely touched the surface. He had already condensed an Epoch True Body and completely controlled the Epoch Heavenly Dao...
An Epoch King!
With every step the middle-aged man took, the void collapsed into a deep footprint, within which Epoch Imprints flickered.
Behind him, an enormous phantom vaguely emerged!
That phantom towered into the heavens, dense Prison Qi swirling around it, like the lord of hell descending upon the mortal world!
It was his Epoch True Body, the Great Prison Epoch True Body!
As soon as the Epoch King appeared and unleashed his aura, even the many powerhouses near the Heavenly Dao Ranking were alarmed!
"That is... one of the three Epoch ancestors of