True Dragon Splits Heaven, a Dragon's Roar Shatters the Firmament, One Hand Quells the Primordial One's Fury

"ROOOAR!!!"

An ancient, thunderous dragon's roar, filled with boundless majesty, suddenly exploded within Ye Tian.

The sound was terrifying, like a resonance of the Great Dao rising from the depths of his soul, as though a Primordial True Dragon that had slumbered for hundreds of millions of years had fully awakened at this very moment.

It roared toward the heavens, as if it would tear this gloomy world apart.

The chaos aura around Ye Tian boiled violently, transforming into golden divine flames. His qi-blood was burning, his fighting spirit ascending.

"True Dragon Treasure Art—True Dragon Fist!"

Ye Tian barked the words, his voice booming like thunder.

The entire underground cavern trembled, and countless pieces of hard primordial rock crumbled to dust.

He stepped forward and thrust his right arm out.

In an instant, endless chaos divine power surged wildly through his meridians, gathering at a single point on his fist.

As that punch struck out, the void instantly collapsed into black turbulence.

A colossal, lifelike golden dragon's head visibly emerged from Ye Tian's fist.

The dragon's head bristled with ferocity, its two horns seemingly capable of piercing the Ninth Heaven!

Visions of star rivers flickering into existence and vanishing filled its opening and closing eyes. Its whiskers drifted, cleaving yin and yang.

With an invincible momentum that could sweep through three thousand worlds and suppress the nine heavens and ten earths, it hurtled toward the Dao Venerable of the Primordial Beginning.

"Whelp! Enough of your insolence!"

The Dao Venerable of the Primordial Beginning's face twisted hideously. His once-majestic aged features were now filled with shock and rage.

The two black heavenly sabers in his hands were condensed from Imperial Dao law!

Though manifested by nothing more than a Dao Body, they still possessed an edge capable of severing karma and