In the ancient city, Lu Chen gathered all manner of news about the world. Though most of it was hearsay, he roughly pieced together the situation on the Big Dipper.
In short, the world was in turmoil, and peace was no more.
Leaving the Southern Region, Lu Chen headed for the Divine City in the Northern Region. As the heart of the Eastern Wasteland, it offered more reliable news of every kind.
He crossed the void to an oasis not far from the Holy City, then transformed into a streak of light and flew toward the ancient city.
Suddenly, he sensed people fighting ahead. Judging by the aura spilling from their clash, they were unquestionably Holy Lord-level experts.
"That Great Demon will probably fall here today."
"How many people in this age can stand against the strongest heir of a Primordial Imperial Clan?"
When Lu Chen reached the battlefield, many people were already watching from afar, discussing the fight.
"Pang Bo!" He focused his gaze and saw that one of the two combatants was none other than Pang Bo.
Having awakened his demon god bloodline, Pang Bo had a physique unlike that of ordinary people. He stood over ten feet tall, his body immensely brawny.
But he was in terrible shape, beaten bloody all over and driven back again and again. At this rate, it would not be long before he was defeated and killed.
His opponent was tall, with black hair whipping wildly about him. Brimming with ferocity, he radiated a soul-shaking aura. He was an expert who had taken half a step into the realm of severing the Dao.
"Ever since the Sacred Body left this world, many powerful enemies have targeted his friends. Today, Pang Bo will probably die at Yuan Gu's hands!"
Lu Chen was just