"So this is the pinnacle power of the Great Thousand World today? It really makes one yearn for it." The speaker was a young Heavenly Sovereign.
He came from the Desolate Ancient Clan, one of the five great ancient clans. He was the most talented individual the clan had produced in thousands of years and possessed an exceptionally powerful physique.
His talent was outstanding, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and he had defeated every peer of his generation without equal. His fame had spread far and wide... The smooth path he had traveled had made this Desolate Ancient Clan prodigy increasingly proud. Though he had not become arrogantly complacent or looked down on everyone beneath the heavens, he had gradually begun to underestimate the world's heroes.
However, his pride came from confidence in his own talent and strength, not blind arrogance. After witnessing Lin Dong's clash with Amon, much of that pride vanished at once.
He was still far from those titans standing at the pinnacle of the Great Thousand World!
A peerlessly beautiful woman from the Tai Ling Ancient Clan sighed softly.
"The Martial Ancestor's bearing is unforgettable. What kind of splendor must the Flame Emperor and Soul Emperor, who stand alongside him in fame, possess?"
Her clear, captivating eyes glanced at Xiao Yan, who was guarding the Spatial Passage alongside Qin Tian, before looking toward Hun Tiandi's Spirit Shadow in the distance. Her eyes held a trace of longing.
A man dressed in black and white stared deeply at Xiao Yan. While most people focused on the battle between Lin Dong and Amon, he alone devoted considerable attention to that weathered-looking man.
It was precisely this man who had caused his ever-exceptional clan leader to return empty-handed, forcing him in the end to bring out the