Had it not been the King Pan Bloodline, perhaps no one would have felt there was anything special about him.
But if it truly was, things were definitely going to get troublesome.
A race capable of creating a great world-and whose bloodline had created almost every great world-one could only imagine how powerful they were.
As far as Jin Gu knew, Pangu, the creator of the Primordial World, had fused the laws and governing principles of the Three Thousand Demon Gods to ultimately create the nearly perfect Primordial World.
What a terrifying ability that was.
They had already spent their entire lives taking a single governing power to its limit and becoming Ultimate Powerhouses.
Yet the King Pan race could actually fuse three thousand laws and governing principles with ease. If they cultivated every one of those abilities to its limit and became Ultimate Powerhouses, just how powerful would they be?
They could no longer imagine just how strong the fellow before them truly was.
Although his performance had always been fairly unremarkable, once his identity was exposed, everyone's impression of him changed. This fellow was absolutely powerful beyond imagination.
Just as both sides stood with swords drawn and bows bent, their battle ready to erupt at any moment.
The ice sealing off their surroundings suddenly shattered, layer after layer.
A bewildered figure slowly approached from afar.
"Excuse me, is this where the Avengers and the contestants are having their final showdown? Are you fighting in an arena? Why have you sealed off the surroundings? Do we need tickets?"
"I'm terribly sorry. I don't have a ticket, but I didn't want to miss this battle, so I had no choice but to force my way in. Please don't take offense."
"Oh, Lord of Darkness, why are you mingling with this