Rumble, rumble, rumble!
An ancient bronze war chariot rolled through the void.
Its turning wheels thundered explosively, as though bearing the crushing weight of ages.
Nine flood dragons with bloodlines from Primordial Antiquity pulled it, their scales bristling, their ferocious might unrivaled.
Upon the chariot stood a proud young man clad in black-and-gold battle armor.
His gaze blazed like a torch as he stared straight at the gray forbidden zone of death, a chilling aura of slaughter swirling around him.
He was another "Seed" the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow clan had kept hidden, named Que Lingkong.
Though weaker than the awakened Ancient Freak, the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Son, he had long since reached late True God and become a hegemon in his own right.
Boom!
On the other side, purple qi surged across thirty thousand miles.
A man wearing the Purple-Gold Crown and a python-patterned robe strode through the void.
With every step, a purple lightning lotus bloomed beneath his feet.
He was an unparalleled prodigy of the Violet Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan, lightning laws interwoven across his body, like the Thunder God descended upon the world.
Beyond them were the Golden Ancient Clan, the Silverblood Ancient Clan, the Primordial Divine Mountain...
One after another, these colossal powers whose legacies had endured countless epochs in the Northern Sea had sent their most outstanding younger members today.
There were even several figures in the corners of the crowd whose auras were obscure, as though they did not belong in this world at all.
They wore ancient garments, some wrapped in nothing but beast hides. They were Ancient Freaks newly awakened from divine source, or heirs from reclusive Longevity Families.
Tens of thousands of prodigies gathered here, their qi-blood surging skyward and forcibly dispersing much of the cold deathly aura at the edge of the